Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 541

Briony understood what he was getting at. "Ms. Riley spoke to me today."

Carl hesitated, then asked, "So... you already know?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'm aware of everything about Stewart's condition."

Hope flickered in Carl's eyes. "Then... would you be willing to talk to Mr. Wentworth? Maybe persuade him?"

Briony's expression remained calm. "I'm sorry."

The expectation drained from Carl's face in an instant.

But he knew—Briony had no obligation to intervene with Stewart again. And Stewart himself certainly wouldn't want her to know, much less for them to secretly come begging her for help. If Stewart ever found out, he'd probably be furious.

Suppressing his emotions, Carl gave Briony a polite nod. "Ms. Kensington, I'll be heading back then."

Briony stopped him. "Wait a moment-let me get something for you."

Carl paused, a faint glimmer of hope returning. "Of course. I'll wait."

Briony turned and walked back inside. She went to her room, retrieved a thick photo album, and handed it to Carl.

He took the album, heavy in his hands.

"This is every photo of Little Nina from birth to her first birthday," Briony explained. “There's also a flash drive inside. It has videos I recorded of her up to age three. Give them to Stewart."

eyes grew red-rimmed as

know there's no need to tell him about his illness," Briony continued quietly. "Just tell him this is a farewell gift from Little Nina. If he truly loves his child, maybe just maybe he'll find the strength to

felt deeply moved on Stewart's behalf. "Thank you, Ms. Kensington.

want her to grow up with regrets," Briony

nodded, wiping at his eyes, and headed out to

...

returned to the living room, the two little ones were playing

just finished making tea

in

pair of tongs to hand her a steaming cup. "Do you think giving

back. Of course, she'd left out Lorna's explanations about Stewart and

all I can," she said,

glanced over at Little Mario, who was playing with Nina. He hesitated, then said in a low voice, "Little Mario's started warming up to me

lot braver than

He really is a

"Oh-by the way,

hand stilled, teacup halfway to her lips.

news broke this

pulled out his phone and opened a news app. "Look at this-while we've been away this week, Northborough's been buzzing with

taking a few minutes to catch

gone, the Wentworth family is finished," James said; shaking his head. "Fred really is the black sheep

handed the phone back, staying silent. But

that had overtaken