Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 617

The wedding was scheduled for the eighth of next month—a full thirty days away.

Ferdinand had hired a professional team to handle everything, from the bridal photos to the reception. Briony didn't have to lift a finger.

Not that she'd wanted a wedding in the first place. Ferdinand had no illusions she'd be enthusiastic about any of it.

On the day of the photoshoot, Ferdinand cleared his entire schedule.

The shoot was set in St. Nortia's Chapel.

He'd booked out the whole place in advance.

Outside, Ferdinand's people formed a discreet perimeter, keeping everything tightly controlled.

Inside the chapel, a makeshift dressing room had been set up. Briony sat before the mirror, her makeup freshly applied, as the stylist helped her into the first dress. They had ten different looks to get through today. It was going to be a marathon. "Mrs. Ellsworth, you have such a beautiful figure and porcelain skin. Every gown looks like it was made just for you," the stylist gushed.

Briony stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection.

The white gown shimmered with tiny crystals-something every bride-to-be would dream of wearing.

But Briony's expression remained flat, her heart numb.

Her thoughts drifted to that divorce ceremony in Ghana.

Four long years later, here she was again, back in a white dress, feeling just as helpless and out of place as before.

from her childhood had

she really was born under an unlucky star-doomed to bring misfortune

Her mother, for one.

had suffered

now, her own two

And finally, herself.

isn't the bride smiling?" the stylist teased gently, watching Briony's blank reflection in the mirror.

flickered. She smiled, but the expression twisted with irony. "Maybe it's just all a

when her life

Briony's cold, out-of-place sarcasm.

Why on earth wouldn't

final touches

the dressing area

the chapel, dressed in a crisp white tailcoat, phone in hand, deep in

door and turned, his expression pausing as he took

If it's

again

then slipped it

and strode toward Briony

knowing glance and quietly slipped out, leaving the

as he took her in from

"You look stunning, Bryn."

him. "The dress is heavy.