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.

his expression. "Bryn, it's not good for you to throw up the medicine. Luckily,

stared at him in

a fresh bowl of broth. "Come on, be

chill ran down Briony's

wasn't medicine-this

voice trembled as she looked at him. "Fred treated your mother

don't be ridiculous. It's just a restorative soup." Ferdinand's smile softened. "You've been under my care before. If

her heart had been plunged into

icy dread seeped into her

relied on Ferdinand's prescriptions to recover.

no need to doubt me.” Ferdinand's tone turned serious. All I want is you. I'd never hurt you know you've already figured out that

eyes widened. "Ferdinand! So you admit it? How could you? The

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

gaze, staring at the bowl in her

pause, she looked up at him. "Ferdinand, I

But I have only one request-don't

"That

lifted it to