Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 81

"Bryn!"

A white Porsche Cayenne screeched to a halt at the side of the road. The

passenger door flew open and Stella jumped out, racing toward the white BMW parked just ahead.

She yanked at the door handle, but it was still locked. Desperate, she pounded on the window, shouting at the top of her lungs. Inside, Briony sat motionless,

showing no sign of hearing her.

"Bryn! Bryn, wake up! Please!"

Stella's eyes filled with tears when she caught sight of the blood on Briony's clothes. Panic rose in her chest, her voice breaking as she called out again.

Cedric Clarke hurried over and tried to calm her. "Stella, stand back. Let me handle this."

Wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, Stella quickly stepped aside.

Cedric pulled a rescue tool from his bag and smashed the window. He reached in, unlocked the door, and swung it open.

He leaned in to check on Briony, assessing her injuries as quickly as he could.

Not far away, a black Maybach idled at the curb, hazard lights blinking. Behind the wheel, Stewart's sharp features remained inscrutable as he watched the scene unfold, his dark eyes fixed on them.

Cedric gently lifted Briony from the car. "Open the back door, quick."

he asked, pulling the rear door

deep, but I can't tell if there are other injuries," Cedric said, carefully laying Briony across the backseat. He closed the

nodded quickly.

driver's seat and sped off, the white BMW disappearing down the road. Stella scrambled into

minutes later, Briony was wheeled into the

as the

is she?" she

the way. He's waiting for her-don't worry, she's in good hands," Cedric assured

months for an appointment. Yet Cedric

voice trembling with emotion. "Thank you, Dr.

thank me, Dr. Joyner. You and Ms. Kensington may not be sisters by blood, but

is amazing. I moved to Northborough in high school, and at first, I was the new kid everyone picked on. Most of my classmates

fights for me, and she didn't care if she got hurt herself. I just don't understand why someone as good as

and tears threatened to spill

in his own clumsy way, to offer

be falling apart, not now, not so close to

breath, wiped her cheeks, and forced herself to rally. "I'll stay with

answered. After a brief, urgent conversation about

doors to the ER swung open and Director Faust

She'll need to stay for observation to rule out a concussion, but if all goes well, she can go home

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