Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 416

Bianca called Briony's name a few times, but got no response. Setting the bowl of noodles on the table, she crossed the room and gently tapped Briony's shoulder. "Ma'am?"

But Briony was still out cold, deep in an unresponsive sleep.

Something felt wrong. Bianca reached out and touched Briony's forehead-her skin was burning hot.

Carl had just stepped out of The Wentworth Group building when he spotted Cedric Clarke's car parked down the street.

He froze, then instinctively spun on his heel, ready to bolt.

"Carl, don't you dare run!"

Cedric's furious shout rang out as he strode over and blocked Carl's path.

Carl glanced around, looking uncomfortable. "Mr. Clarke, I really don't know where Mr. Wentworth is."

"You're his most trusted assistant. There's no way you don't know where he went!"

let out a weary laugh. "Really,

hold of Briony, and Mr. Delaney and the others are starting to realize something's wrong. It's been

time, I swear I'm not hiding

stared at him, as if

"I'm worried too, honestly. Mr. Wentworth still hasn't fully recovered.

a hand through his hair

that snake Rosita's fault!" he spat.

had nearly destroyed Stewart. Ever since, Stewart

said Randolph's

Irwin's presence had met s emotional safe

net.

to light-Rosita

blood spilling from his mouth, and had

Stewart was in critical

ICU, unconscious, with the

hospital. Cedric had no idea what Garry did-only that shortly after his visit, Stewart

mind, to lash out