Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 695

Briony stared at the doors of the emergency room, tears slipping silently down her cheeks.

...

Mary was gone.

She died on the very day her daughter was born.

The baby lay in an incubator, oblivious to the fact that her mother had left this world forever.

Maybe the newborn could sense the absence, because that night, she developed a high fever.

The doctors in the neonatal unit declared her condition critical.

Briony couldn't afford the luxury of grief. She rushed to the neonatal ward, signing

a stack of consent forms for the baby's treatment.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the child's condition finally stabilized.

But Briony's nerves and emotions stayed stretched tight, refusing to ease.

Mary had no family left. For now, her body was kept in the hospital morgue.

Briony went to see her.

Mary lay beneath a white sheet.

Briony gently lifted the cloth.

Mary's eyes were closed, her face peaceful, as if she were simply sleeping.

Crying, Briony accused her of cruelty-how could she bear to leave her daughter behind, a child so small and helpless?

had a chance to look at her baby girl,

heartless woman slept so deeply

sobbing could

Briony thought, Mary simply missed Ferdinand too much, and chose to

Ferdinand

gently over

Cold. Unforgiving.

never come

...

Briony left the morgue, she looked up and spotted Stewart striding toward her from

etched across

She looked at Stewart, her expression already composed, her

are you

this week. Thought I'd take the

Carol told me about Mary. I was worried about you, so I

her distance. "I be busy with Mary's arrangements for a few

felt her coldness keenly, but there was nothing

tried, "You've only just recovered-you shouldn't overexert yourself. Let a professional handle the funeral.

sister. That makes me her family. I'll

pressed his

the patience nor the energy to drag this

"Once you have the kids, just go. My affairs are none of your

don't want you to wear

something another woman's husband should worry

words landed like a

a wave of sorrow washing

moment, he sighed. "Just... take

a quiet thank you, then brushed past him, heading back toward the

stood where he was, watching her walk

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