Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 612

At his words, Briony's brows knitted together, but in the end, she stopped

struggling.

Ferdinand had always been supremely confident in his own concoctions. But as he took Briony's pulse now, his expression grew increasingly grave.

Something was wrong.

He released her wrist, switched to her other hand, and checked again. After a long moment, he let go.

"What have you been eating lately?"

Briony's face was cold. "I've been gone for nearly two weeks. Are you expecting a full report on every meal I've had in that time? Too bad I lost my sense of taste after the first few days, so I honestly have no idea what I've been eating."

Ferdinand's face darkened. "Bryn, tell me the truth. Did you take anything else— any other medication?"

"No." Briony shook her head. "The night Blair Monroe helped me escape, we crashed and ended up stranded on a small island for a few days. The place was so remote, there wasn't a doctor in sight."

missing a beat. "But you made it to Astara. Mr. Seven picked

find Mr. Seven, but he didn't see me himself. He sent Mr. Hoffman to meet us instead. Mr.

Still, Ferdinand scrutinized her.

Hoffman wasn't confident enough to risk prescribing anything. He wouldn't take that

your room. You're weak right now. From

argue. She was

her back to the master bedroom. The moment she lay down, she drifted into a

sat by the bed, staring at her pale, fragile face, his brows furrowed in

out his phone and dialed Gifford. "Call the people in the old village. Have them send me a few special

...

Wentworth came to, he found

the door just as Stewart was waking up. Seeing him stir, Jonah raised an eyebrow

up. "Why am

to head to Nortia to confront

show up at Ferdinand's door and blow your cover? Mr. Hoffman had no choice. For the

is outrageous! I went to Ferdinand for Bryn's

keep delaying-her condition is