Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 416

Chapter 423

Briony's pupils shrank in shock.

She'd done it.

She'd finally driven the blade of her hatred straight into Stewart's body with her own hands.

Warm, sticky liquid seeped across her palm.

She knew it was Stewart's blood.

But Stewart didn't move-not even a flicker of resistance.

Was he dead?

Was Stewart... dead?

Had she killed someone?

Tears slipped down her cheek.

Briony's breath came in ragged gasps, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Bryn..."

Stewart slowly lifted his head to look at her.

face had gone deathly pale, sweat beading across his

a trance. Her hand jerked away from the knife's hilt, and with a strangled cry, she

pain, collapsing onto

crawling backwards. When she hit the edge of the bed, she tumbled off and crashed onto the floor. Ignoring the pain, she staggered

"Bryn..."

the door

with the knife embedded in his side, forced himself upright. He staggered after her, voice hoarse and pleading.

hear him. Without a backward glance, she

knife buried in his body, Stewart, terrified she

pressed close around the ship as it crept

all the way to the edge of the

was streaked with Stewart's blood-old stains and new,

spinning to face Stewart as he caught up. Her scream

Stewart stopped immediately.

at the very edge of the deck, nothing behind her but the pitch-black, endless

shrieked around

an instant-lightning forked through the sky, thunder rumbled. The storm was about

whipped Briony's hair into wild tangles, and the heavy wedding dress only made her look

distance, Stewart watched, heart clenching with panic, convinced the wind could sweep her into the

anymore..." he called, inching slowly toward her, one

there. Come here. We'll go back to Northborough

I'll never believe

rail as the wind battered her, nearly

and again. To stay out on the deck in a storm like

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