Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 551

James accompanied Briony to the police station.

The drive from Skybreeze Retreat was slow, deliberately so-James kept his foot easy on the gas, giving Briony every chance to speak. He waited, half expecting her to break the silence, to ask questions or even just sigh. But she never did. All the way to the station, she sat beside him, silent and unnervingly calm.

When they finally pulled up to the station, James switched off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. He turned to Briony and said quietly, "Bryn, we're here."

Her lashes fluttered. She undid her seatbelt and pushed open the door. Outside, a light rain was still falling, soft and steady.

James opened his umbrella and walked around to her side, holding it over her head as she stepped out. She didn't thank him, just started toward the entrance, determined and distant.

Inside the station, Cedric Clarke, Carl, and Lorna were already waiting. They'd finished giving their statements but stayed behind for Briony. The air in the waiting room was heavy, thick with unspoken questions and dread.

It wasn't until Briony stepped across the threshold into the station that everything started to feel real. For a moment, her mind flashed back to the day her mother drowned herself in the river-how utterly she'd understood, even then, that her life was about to fracture.

She knew, with a cold certainty, what kind of news was coming.

Soon after, Briony was called alone into an interview room. Because she owned the car at the center of the explosion, she had both a right to know the details and an obligation to cooperate with the investigation.

what did Briony

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

the vehicle to an abandoned pier at the last moment. The car exploded only after it plunged into the water, sparing any

The divers came up empty-handed— there was

Stewart's chances

the officer

Kensington, what was your

ex-husband-the father of

were you doing at the amusement park with Mr. Stewart this

kids were begging to ride the Ferris wheel

you notice anyone suspicious at the park? Or did Mr. Stewart

searched her memory. “He was going to put our daughter in my car, but then-for some reason-he changed his mind. He insisted Ltake both kids

you sense anything out of the ordinary at

"

again. She hesitated for a few seconds, then looked up at the officer. "Maybe. But the kids were

have children,