Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 425

After finishing the last drop of hot soup, Briony felt warmth seep back into her

limbs.

She handed the empty mug to Bianca. "Thank you, Bianca."

Bianca took it with a sigh. “Ma'am, I don't know what really happened between you and Mr. Wentworth. But I just spoke to the doctor-his condition is serious. We have to get to the hospital as soon as possible, or else he might..."

"If he dies, I'll turn myself in."

Bianca blinked in stunned silence.

That's not what she meant at all!

Briony's face was expressionless, her voice as cold as ice. "But I'll never regret stabbing him."

Bianca fell quiet, realizing there was nothing helpful she could say. Clearly, Mrs. Wentworth's hatred ran deep.

Briony stayed in Bianca's cabin all night. She refused to sleep, no matter how many times Bianca urged her to lie down and rest. She insisted on sitting, every muscle tense and alert.

The cruise ship was indeed heading back. Through the first half of the night, a wild storm battered the vessel, tossing it violently. But by the second half, the weather slowly calmed.

At last, the long night passed.

Dawn broke in the east.

Sunlight poured through the small porthole, pooling at Briony's feet.

She opened her eyes.

Watching the sunrise through the window, Briony rose slowly to her feet.

Bianca was dozing on the sofa, so absorbed in sleep that she didn't notice when Briony slipped out of the cabin.

The deck was a disaster zone. The decorations from the wedding had been shredded by the storm, scattered and ruined beyond recognition.

light, alive and vibrant. The ship

in these final few hundred yards, Stewart might wake up, that

fate

docked

was moored at the pier, its crew busy with

wanting nothing more than to get off

she heard

"Bryn-!"

froze, whipping around

of the private yacht stood

"Bryn!"

"Ms. Kensington!"

Ferdinand and

from his unconsciousness,

flew open-dark, bloodshot, his

"Bryn..."

Don't move!" the private

"Bianca's with her, sir-"

"Have we docked?"

nodded. "Just now. Don't worry, I've arranged everything with the hospital.

"Bryn's leaving..."

his teeth and forced himself

back afraid that struggling

support

toward

Every

vision

ne was agony. Stewart's

not for

see Briony one more

collapsed have