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.

gone deathly pale, sweat beading

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

pain, collapsing onto his

she tumbled off and crashed onto the floor. Ignoring the pain, she staggered to

"Bryn..."

the door

his side, forced himself upright. He staggered after her, voice hoarse and pleading. "Bryn, don't be

couldn't hear him. Without a backward glance, she

terrified she might hurt herself, gritted his teeth and stumbled

the ship as it crept along the endless

all the way to

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

to face Stewart as he caught up. Her scream tore through the howling wind. "Don't

Stewart stopped immediately.

of the deck, nothing behind her but the

shrieked around

sea, the weather shifted in an instant-lightning forked through the sky, thunder

into wild tangles, and the heavy wedding dress only made her

watched, heart clenching with panic, convinced the wind could sweep

not going to force you anymore..." he called, inching slowly

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

I'll never

clung to the rail as the wind battered her, nearly knocking her off

To stay out on the

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