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?

chance to look at

slept so

of Briony's sobbing could

simply missed Ferdinand too much, and chose to

Ferdinand have to

girl..." Briony ran her hand gently

Cold. Unforgiving.

never

...

looked up and spotted Stewart striding toward her from

across his face. "Bryn, are you

crying. She looked at Stewart, her expression already composed, her

you

had some free time this week. Thought I'd

arrived at the house, Carol told me about Mary. I was

but I'm fine," Briony replied, keeping her distance. "I be busy with Mary's arrangements for a few days anyway, so it's

keenly, but there

recovered-you shouldn't overexert yourself. Let a professional handle the funeral.

called me her sister. That makes me her family. I'll handle the funeral myself. Just take care of the

pressed his

patience nor the energy to drag this out with

time." Her voice was weary. "Once you have the kids, just go. My

don't want you to wear yourself

happens to me isn't something another woman's husband should

landed like a

at his side, a wave of sorrow washing

moment, he sighed. "Just... take

then brushed past him,

he was, watching her walk

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