Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 464

Briony pounded both fists against the heavy iron gates, her cries echoing into the empty night.

No matter how loud she screamed, nobody came to unlock the door for her.

This was the truth.

This was the reality behind Stewart and Lorna taking her son away...

Darkness pressed down from above, thick and suffocating.

The wind was rising-an omen of the storm to come.

Still, Briony refused to leave. She remained outside the gates, stubborn and unmoving.

Upstairs in the study, Lorna knocked softly before entering.

Stewart sat at his desk, eyes fixed on the security footage on his screen. He could see Briony still outside, bracing herself against the coming storm, showing no sign of backing down.

"Maybe we should let Carol talk to her?" Lorna suggested.

"No." Stewart's voice was rough, tired. "She needs to see things as they are. That's the only way she'll let go."

Lorna sighed. "But her nerves are already stretched to the breaking point... Do we really have to do this?"

Stewart closed his eyes. "We don't have time to do it any other way, do we?"

Lorna pressed her lips together.

Time

there really

howled, rain beating against

instant, the

through, hair and clothes plastered to her

Carol who came out with an umbrella,

can't you help me?" Briony

Briony's pale, drawn face, her own heart twisting. Still, she forced herself to

now. There's nothing I can do. Please...

you see the way they're treating

you to accept how Mr. and

her voice trembling. "That's not it. Stewart doesn't care about Mario's feelings at

to be the

Carol shut the door and hurried back inside through

clutched the umbrella, her

Even Carol had changed...

Why?

She had no idea how to get her son out of the twisted grip of the Wentworth

on. Briony stayed outside, soaked and shivering,

Carol who called

the time James arrived, Briony was trembling uncontrollably,

she saw him, relief flooded her

tossed aside the umbrella

arm. "James,"

Please, help bring

"Let's get you