Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 524

"I'm heading out, too." Cedric Clarke left the office with Lawyer Hughes.

Ferdinand turned to his own attorney. "Wait for me downstairs."

The lawyer nodded, then slipped out, leaving the door to click softly behind him.

Briony crossed to her desk, settled into her chair, and opened her laptop. Without looking up, she said evenly, "If there's nothing else, Mr. Ellsworth, you should go. I have work to finish."

Ferdinand lingered, his gaze flickering with emotions she couldn't quite name. "Bryn, will we ever see each other again?"

Briony met his eyes, calm and unflinching.

"Ferdinand, I don't think there's any reason for us to stay in touch."

Something in Ferdinand's expression tightened. "You're still upset with me, aren't you?"

"I'm not angry," Briony replied, her tone steady. "I just don't want any more involvement with the Wentworth Group. We all make our choices, Ferdinand. Becoming CEO was yours. Cutting ties-that's mine."

For a moment, Ferdinand couldn't breathe. He stared at her, lips pressed tight, fists clenched at his sides. But he didn't argue.

...

After that day, life seemed to drift quietly back to normal.

Ferdinand took the contract with him and left behind a hundred million.

Ferdinand showed up

up easily: inspecting renovations, restoring artifacts, making trips

meanwhile, stayed at Skybreeze Retreat. With Stella and Aster around to keep them company, their days

late, but Briony noticed that the lines of worry on his brow

at Skybreeze Retreat, Stewart's Maybach rolled up

eyes went wide.

Mario! Where are you going?" Little Nina called after him, standing up. Then she caught sight of the figure outside and her mouth formed a perfect

Barbie, flung

both of his

father's shoulder,

asked, "Daddy, does

his head to look at his

felt like a blade

son had known he was

gentle hand, Stewart ruffled Mario's hair, then

"I'm fine

tight

Nina watched the

and jealousy flared. She planted her hands on her hips and stomped her foot. "Daddy, that's not fairlyYou're whispering

blinked, then hurried to

you both just the

voice gentled, warm and soft-the kind that could

You have to kiss me twice-one extra to