Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 635

In the bridal suite, Mary sat quietly with Briony.

The wedding ceremony was just thirty minutes away.

"Briony, are you nervous?" Mary asked gently.

Briony looked over at her. Mary was dressed in a blush-pink bridesmaid gown, looking sweet and lovely, though the gentle swell of her belly made the dress sit awkwardly on her frame.

"Mary," Briony murmured, reaching for her hand.

Mary's hand was cold and slick with sweat.

"Listen to me," Briony said, her tone grave. "No matter what-whether it's the baby you're carrying or Ferdinand himself—you must remember that you come first. If anything happens, you save yourself before anyone else. Promise me."

Mary caught the strange seriousness in her voice and opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, the door swung open.

Ferdinand strode in, immaculate in a white suit.

Briony quietly released Mary's hand.

Ferdinand carried an insulated container, his eyes fixed on Briony, paying no attention to Mary at all.

"I asked Belinda to make you some nourishing soup, and she also prepared a few of your favorite side dishes," he said.

He crossed the room, slipped an arm around Briony's shoulders, and spoke

gently, "Once the ceremony starts, I might not be able to take care of you. You've been looking pale-have a little soup first, all right?"

Briony nodded faintly.

She was so compliant, especially on a day like this. The sight seemed to please Ferdinand greatly.

down and pressed a light kiss to

Briony's eyes, her brows drawing

her posture almost that of a maid, and reached out for the container. "Let me help Briony

led Briony

soup into

it to me," Ferdinand said. "I'll

necessary," Briony replied coolly. "I'm perfectly capable of

her words, then took the bowl Mary passed him and let Briony take it from his hands, not pushing the

quietly sipped her

watched her, an expression of tenderness

stood silently nearby, eyes fixed on

Ferdinand, however,

love Ferdinand

of them, not a single one would get what they truly

to be

...

ceremony began

pew was nearly filled. The red carpet was strewn with fresh rose petals, and the Wedding March

the front, Ferdinand stood tall and proud in his

church doors

dressed in a flowing

gown

entered clutching a bouquet,

by supported by

stylist, Linda.

through the air as every eye in the chapel turned to the

was more intense than

he had finally gotten

about to become