Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 428

James sat in silence, his brow deeply furrowed.

"At this point," Cedric Clarke said, his voice growing heavier with each word, "all I can say is that Stewart never truly intended to hurt Ms. Kensington. Of course, some of his actions did end up causing her a great deal of pain...”

He trailed off, the weight of the situation settling between them.

"But let's give him one last chance. If he pulls through this, he'll go to city hall next week and sign the divorce papers, just as he promised. If he doesn't... well, for Ms. Kensington, it's the difference between being divorced and being widowed. Either way, she'll be free of Stewart in the end."

James hesitated. Cedric wasn't wrong, not really.

It's just being widowed felt a little too morbid.

"Alright, I understand." James scratched his forehead, letting out a breath. "When Bryn wakes up, I'll pass on everything you said."

"Good. I'll let you go, then."

The call ended.

Ferdinand glanced at James, concern flickering over his features. "You look troubled. What did Dr. Clarke say?"

still trying to wrap his mind around it. "He said...

widened in surprise, but he

moment, he asked, "How's

James drew a finger across his throat

he'll meet Bryn at city hall next Tuesday

it sounds, from another angle-it means

just stared

days later, Briony was recovering well and cleared to

pneumonia wasn't gone yet, but

back to health with

herbal remedies-the worst was

behind her.

Retreat, Marlene brought in a fireplace grate and

making a big deal of it; the past

fire to chase away the bad luck! Wishing you safety, good health, and a long,

lifted her foot and stepped

squealed that she wanted a turn, too. With a resigned sigh, James scooped her up and