Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 616

It was precisely because she had lived through it herself that she couldn't bring

herself to persuade Mary to give up the baby.

Besides, the child was already taking shape.

Already a living, breathing soul.

"Briony, can I tell you a story?"

Briony glanced at Mary, and she could more or less guess what was coming.

She crossed to a wicker chair by the side of the room and sat down.

"All right, I'm listening."

Mary, cradling her rounded belly, walked over to the window and gazed out at the world beyond. Her voice floated back, soft and slow-

but once again, it was a daughter. Because of this, he took out his disappointment on the mother. Out of the girl's four older sisters, three were sold off by their

way up from the bottom, until eventually she made a name for herself. Once she was successful, she finally had the means to rescue her mother and bring her out of that wretched place. But then the father heard about his daughter's fame

if she didn't bring back half a million, he'd kill her mother. Not wanting to

head snapped up, eyes locking on

meeting Briony's gaze,

the child wander off. The casino was right on the docks. The boy fell into the water and drowned. By the time the fishermen dragged him out, he was already gone. And the most absurd part? It was his own negligence, but he went to a fortune-teller and was told my mother's birthdate was bad luck for him and the boy. From then on, he

eyes troubled, sympathy flickering across

now. Ferdinand's people helped me

Briony froze.

I can

or not. He wants a child-so I'll give him one. I know he's not a good man, but at

has to make their own choices and hold their own ground." Briony watched her, her expression solemn.

about

"What

you come back this time? What are you

lips