Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 61

The blizzard was relentless, and the wipers thrashed frantically across the windshield as Stella crawled along the empty road.

Inside the car, the heater was on full blast, and gentle music drifted through the warm air.

Briony leaned back, eyes closed, her whole body as still as Milo beside her.

Stella kept sneaking glances her way.

She didn't know exactly what had happened back at Southcreek Manor, but she could sense Briony had been hurt badly this time.

Honk! Honk!

Suddenly, a car horn blared from behind.

Stella glanced in the rearview mirror.

A sleek black Maybach was barreling up behind them, closing in fast.

"Is that Stewart's car behind us?" she asked, tension creeping into her voice.

Briony slowly opened her eyes, looked into the mirror, and frowned slightly. "It's him."

“He's flashing his lights at us!" Stella pressed harder on the gas. "Seriously, what does he want now?!"

"Just ignore him," Briony replied quietly.

"As if I'd do anything else," Stella muttered.

wheel tighter, her nerves firing as she sped up.

miles an hour was already pushing

wasn't long before the Maybach overtook

breath when the Maybach

eyes went wide as she

momentum, but her

steady her breathing, Stella turned to Briony.

fine," Briony said, shaking her head.

give Stewart a piece of my mind! I swear, if I get out of this car I'll- I'll

finished

Stewart himself standing right in front of

car.

whipped back and forth, but nothing

hem of his long coat snapping in the wind and snow. Nearly six foot three, he stood like a sentinel, unyielding

couldn't diminish the intensity that radiated from him. His handsome

and

our only

blanket around her shoulders. "He's here for me. Stay in

to drag you off?" Stella protested, eyes wide with

glancing back at Stella's

locked eyes for a few seconds before Briony let out a small, exasperated laugh. "Star, maybe lay off the romance novels for

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