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-

son, 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 father, and the fourth fell ill and died at fourteen because they couldn't afford a doctor. The mother couldn't bear to see her youngest go the same way, so she risked her life, scraped together whatever she could, and when the

she was successful, she finally had the means to rescue her mother and bring her out of that

kill her mother.

up, eyes locking on

from the window, meeting Briony's gaze, her eyes rimmed with

a gambling addict. When the boy was only three, my father took him to the casino. He was so caught up in his bets that he didn't notice 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

her eyes troubled, sympathy

Mary only smiled. "But he's dead now. Ferdinand's people helped me

Briony froze.

I

a child-so I'll give him one. I know he's not a good man, but at least, for once in my life,

watched her, her expression solemn. "As long as you know what you're

what about you,

frowned. "What do

come back this

her lips