Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 542

Cedric Clarke and Lorna stood at the foot of the bed, taking turns to gently coax him, patiently repeating words of comfort.

The man who had always been proud and domineering now lay there in silence, meeting the end with a strange, calm acceptance.

The early August sun was setting, its warm glow slanting through the window, washing everything in red. Yet, no matter how the light touched his face, it couldn't bring color to his deathly pale cheeks.

A car rumbled into the driveway.

Carl was back.

Moments later, hurried footsteps pounded down the hall.

The bedroom door burst open.

Carl, breathless and flushed, rushed in clutching the photo album Briony had given him.

"Mr. Wentworth! Mr. Wentworth!"

He was rarely so reckless.

Stewart, who'd been slipping toward unconsciousness, was startled awake. His heavy eyelids lifted, and he gazed at Carl standing by the bed.

A faint crease appeared between Stewart's brows, a subtle wince betraying the worsening pain.

Carl's eyes were rimmed red as he thrust the album forward. "Mr. Wentworth, please look at this!"

Cedric and Lorna exchanged a glance.

They both guessed what Carl had brought must be from Briony.

But Stewart barely reacted.

Carl pressed on. "Miss Briony asked me to bring this to you."

finally made Stewart

before

Carl's voice trembled with urgency. "She wanted you to have this album. It's a collection of her photos from birth to her first birthday

hand, reaching for the album, though his strength

helped prop

lines trailing from his thin

was of little Nina, newly born,

with

He turned the pages-

Nina at one month;

Nina at two months;

Nina's first celebration;

every change in his

flush of red crept

gently

the pictures,

promised her that night.

choed the words t

can't forget, okay? I only be in kindergarten for threeyears-you can't make

to take

said she would only wait

she'd be done with

early years are so heartbreakingly brief-miss them, and you never get a

and now here he was, about to break it, about to run away like

relentless, as if someone were slicing into his

was

must be videos inside-snippets

and shuddering, his body

Lorna, and Carl kept silent vigil

his chest, clutching it