Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Briony stared at the bowl of herbal broth placed before her, her brow furrowing in suspicion.

Ferdinand watched her, an amused glint in his eye. "Are you worried I've poisoned it?"

She glanced up at him.

The truth was, she was.

"Briony, just drink it. It's all out of Mr. Ellsworth's concern for you," Mary chimed in with a sweet smile.

Briony shot her a look, then picked up the bowl and downed it in one go. The broth had a faint medicinal taste, but it wasn't unpleasant.

Setting the empty bowl on the table, she stood up abruptly. "I'm done. I'll head to my room and rest," she said coolly.

Ferdinand didn't try to stop her.

Back in her room, Briony rushed straight to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Moments later, the sound of retching echoed from inside.

A few minutes passed before she emerged, pale and unsteady. As soon as she raised her eyes, she found herself caught in Ferdinand's gaze.

She froze.

expression. "Bryn, it's not good for you to throw up

stared at him in

out a fresh bowl of broth.

ran

wasn't medicine-this was

Her voice trembled as she looked at him.

under my care before. If

heart had been plunged into arctic

icy dread seeped into her very

had relied on Ferdinand's prescriptions to recover. If he'd intended to poison them from

need to doubt me.” Ferdinand's tone turned serious. All I want is you. I'd never hurt you know you've already

you admit it? How could you? The children

powder. It wouldn't actually harm the kids."His eyes darkened. "Bryn, there's nothing to fear as long as you cooperate. I

staring at

a long pause, she looked up at him. "Ferdinand, I can't fight

have only one request-don't hurt my

smiled thinly. "That

lifted it to her lips,