Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 659

Briony started to stand, but Kendal quickly said, "No need to get up, really. We're all family here no need for formalities."

Hearing that, Briony let her politeness drop.

Still, as she looked at Kendal, her feelings were mixed.

Judging from his expression, it seemed he hadn't yet received word of

Ferdinand's death.

Stewart walked over and handed some medicine to Briony. "Here, take this first."

She accepted the cup and drank it all in one go, lowering her gaze.

Stewart unwrapped a piece of hard candy and offered it to her.

Briony took the candy and placed it in her mouth.

Stewart took the empty cup from her hands.

Kendal watched from the side, a gentle smile in his eyes.

It looked like these two-once married-had finally made peace.

Since Kendal had taken the trouble to visit her as an elder, Briony felt she should at least invite him inside.

She stood and welcomed Kendal into the house.

The three of them entered, and Briony and Kendal sat together near the sofa.

and no one was fussing

poured a glass of warm water and handed it

before Stewart excused

then turned

for each other as friends," Briony replied with a faint smile. "He's helping take care of me for the kids'

a man himself, immediately recognized the look in Stewart's eyes when he

but Briony didn't seem

the time for romance

was what truly

studied her face carefully. "Your health is the only thing that matters right now. Everything else can wait-don't

nodded. "How's my mom doing

for a second these days." At the

than the way a person looked at

by her mother's side, Briony

someone like Kendal at her age—it

please don't tell

still haven't found a suitable bone marrow donor, and I honestly don't know how much time I have left. My mom is almost like a child these days; I don't want her to worry. If-if I do pass away and

hardly bear to hear her speak

your kids need their mother. No matter how hard it gets, you can't give up. Medicine's come a long way-don't lose hope.

low survival rate. There are things I have to say while I still can. Of course I want

looked at her, and the calmer she acted, the heavier

"Would you like me to check your pulse? I could

in surprise, then

but she couldn't bring herself

emerged from the kitchen just as

medicine. If he could be involved in her