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.

as she sped

an hour was already pushing the limits of Stella's skills in this

wasn't long before the Maybach overtook

her breath when the Maybach suddenly

went wide as she slammed

momentum, but

turned to Briony. "Bryn, are you

fine," Briony said, shaking her

my mind! I swear, if I get out of this

never finished

she saw Stewart himself

car.

whipped back and forth, but nothing could obscure the force

the hem of his long coat snapping in the wind and snow. Nearly six

the swirling snow couldn't diminish the intensity that radiated from him. His handsome face was unreadable, his dark eyes fixed deeply,

and

backed down from a fight, but if he's our opponent, I think our only

just gave her a look, tightening the blanket around her shoulders. "He's here for me.

he tries to drag you off?" Stella protested, eyes wide

paused, glancing back at Stella's anxious

let out a small, exasperated laugh. "Star, maybe lay off the

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