Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 409

Briony blinked open her eyes, groggy and disoriented.

She found herself staring up at a room she knew all too well.

Wait-this was... the master bedroom at Southcreek Manor?

Her muddled mind snapped awake in an instant.

She bolted upright, only to feel a strange, heavy resistance in her body.

Glancing down, Briony froze in shock-she was wearing a wedding dress.

Her eyes widened, panic flaring in her chest.

No-this couldn't be. Wasn't this the very dress she'd burned in Ghana four years ago?

What the hell was going on?!

She scanned the room, desperate for answers.

No doubt about it-this was Southcreek Manor's master bedroom.

How on earth had she ended up here?

A sharp pain pulsed at her temples. She pressed her fingers to her head, trying to steady herself.

Fragments of memory before she'd blacked out started to resurface.

Had... had Stewart kidnapped her?

Her breath caught in her throat.

he lost

divorce papers,

inside her, Briony threw back the covers

echoed

froze, heart pounding as she slowly lowered

chain snaked across

of her dress and found the chain cuffed

saw the other end was bolted firmly to the

through her, leaving her hands trembling as

had

Click.

The door opened.

head snapped toward

strode in, tall and composed, dressed in a sleek

a tray-on it, a few small dishes and a bowl of

awake, Stewart's sharp features remained calm, almost

a faint, indifferent smile. "Good. You're up. Just in

his suit-it was identical to the one he'd worn in

This was insane.

what you're doing?" she spat, her anger barely contained. "This

not a very fair thing

set the tray down on the small table beside the sofa

know." He stepped closer, reaching out as if to touch

the chain

cruel reminder

to surprise me in the

fixed on her, unblinking. "You never

snapped, her

lips twisted

humorless, almost mocking smile.