Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 548

Chapter 548

Briony stared out the window as the sky loomed overhead, heavy and oppressive, like a black hole caving in on the world.

From her phone, the howl of wind cut through the silence.

A man's trembling voice, thick with tears, came through the speaker again. “Bryn, I'm sorry. Meeting me in this life has only brought you pain. If there's another life after this, don't let us cross paths again."

Briony's grip tightened around her daughter.

She said nothing.

Carl clung to the steering wheel, his eyes rimmed red.

Crystal held up the phone, uncertain what to do.

Even she could sense something was terribly wrong-how could Briony not know?

Yet Briony remained silent.

Stewart's voice came again, rough with emotion. "Bryn, I left a few things for the kids at Southcreek Manor. In the years ahead, I'm counting on you. Please, on their birthdays, take them there to collect what's theirs."

At the mention of the children, Briony finally replied, her answer soft and even: "Alright."

Just one quiet word, but it made Carl's tears fall silently down his face.

"Bryn," Stewart's voice was almost lost in the wind, "do you still blame me?"

Briony's lashes fluttered.

moment, the call

Crack-

and rain

battered the car in a relentless

The light turned green.

the gas, and the Maybach glided

phone disappeared back into

in her mother's arms, sobbing, her cries

was so unlike her a sign, perhaps, of something she

daughter close,

leaned quietly against

to gather him into her embrace as well,

sealed car blocked out the raging storm-and the distant,

moments before, at the long-abandoned pier, a violent blast had

the roar, reduced to twisted

Nothing survived.

a distant high-rise, a man watched through binoculars,

from the earth without a trace-it was a

was every bit as dramatic as he'd

Maybach rolled

growling overhead, the night

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