Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 412

Chapter 419

Stewart knelt down in front of Briony, meeting her bewildered gaze.

He reached into the inside pocket of his coat and pulled out a key, unlocking the shackle around her ankle.

The metal chain clattered to the floor.

Briony frowned.

Rising to his feet, Stewart looked down at her, a gentle smile flickering in his dark eyes. "You're free to leave now."

Briony stared at him, hesitation written all over her face.

Stewart said nothing.

Tentatively, she took a step forward.

He didn't move to stop her.

She drew in a shaky breath, then broke into a run.

Pain shot up from her ankle-sharp, relentless—but she ignored it, seized the doorknob, and flung the door open-

And froze.

This wasn't Southcreek Manor.

long, unfamiliar hallway, dread pooling in

it couldn't

herself onward, limping down

she finally emerged, the wind hit her, salty and

on

nothing but the endless expanse

at Southcreek

on a private

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Briony turned.

Stewart was approaching.

in the middle of the ocean," he said quietly. "It'll be nearly impossible for anyone to find

disbelief and horror warring in

could have imagined Stewart

the water, feeling a crushing wave

you're out of your

out of her.

for

of her and

sharper, almost cruel in the harsh light. His eyes, narrowed and endlessly dark, mirrored Briony's

said softly, "maybe the real question is when will you

man before her, her hope

twenty-one, she'd thought the man who stepped from the shadows was her salvation. Now she saw the truth: he wasn't an angelcome to rescue her, but & devil with a scythe

It was her mistake.

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