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.

lost

day he'd mailed her the divorce papers, the next he'd

her, Briony threw back

echoed from beneath

heart pounding as

chain snaked across

hem of her dress and found

her eyes, she saw the

swept through her, leaving her hands trembling as

really had

Click.

The door opened.

snapped toward

strode in, tall and composed, dressed

it, a few small dishes and a bowl of plain soup

was awake, Stewart's sharp features remained calm, almost

smile. "Good. You're up.

the

This was insane.

doing?" she spat, her anger barely contained.

that's not a very fair thing to

tray down on the small table beside the sofa at the

stepped closer, reaching out as if to

chain rattling

was a cruel reminder of

you never cease to surprise me in the worst

Stewart's dark eyes fixed on her,

snapped, her patience

twisted in

humorless, almost mocking smile.