Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 569

"Bryn? Bryn..."

Briony's eyes fluttered open to find James Delaney suddenly looming over her, anxiety etched across his face.

"Bryn, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

She stared at him, disoriented, her thoughts muddled. Had she really just dreamed about Stewart?

James waited for a response, then reached out to feel her forehead. "No fever. You're not concussed, are you?"

Snapping back to herself, Briony met his worried gaze. "I'm fine."

James let out a huge sigh of relief. "You scared the hell out of me! As long as your brain's still working..."

"How did you even find out about the accident?" she asked.

"I got a call from Dr. Clarke," James said. "Apparently, some good Samaritan

called an ambulance and got you to the hospital."

"Did you see who it was?"

James shook his head. "No idea. Why?"

a calm expression. "They saved my life. I just

heard, there were several people helping out- someone called the police, another called the ambulance. Doubt any of them left their

drop. Maybe it really was just

the memory of that phone call before the crash jolted her. Briony suddenly tried to sit

her back down, frowning. "You've still

Her voice was urgent. "There was something really

the shop. I took everything out before it went in for repairs—they're all in my car now, so don't

a bag

puzzled. “No, I didn't see

brow furrowed. Was there really something wrong

with you? It's just

mysterious phone call.

she was about to do. And

Would Ferdinand really

no answers. For now, she decided not to drag

into the mess.

the

arrived, Marlene was in the kitchenette, simmering a pot of soup. Briony sat up in

feeling?" Cedric asked as he

asked, "Who brought me to

an awkward smile. "I really don't know. Things were hectic