Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 92

Stewart strode straight over, blocking Briony's path.

She stopped and slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were empty, drained of any trace of emotion.

He looked at her, a strange, sharp ache twisting in his chest. "I'll get a search team organized-"

Crack!

A sharp slap cut him off mid-sentence.

Stewart's head snapped to the side. For a stunned moment, he just stood there, brows pinched in confusion before he finally turned to look at Briony.

Her hand—still trembling from the blow-fell limply to her side. She tried to clench her fist, but her fingers shook uncontrollably. She'd put everything she had into that slap, and now she had nothing left.

But she refused to let Stewart see her weakness. She glared at him coldly. "Get out of my way."

Stewart's expression darkened.

Cedric Clarke hurried over, grabbing Stewart by the arm and pulling him aside. "Let it go, man. She's not herself right now-you're only making things worse."

Stewart pressed his lips into a thin line, his dark eyes stormy and unreadable.

being in control. For the

burning resentment in Briony's eyes, he was left adrift, at a loss

didn't spare him another glance. She turned and walked toward her car, her figure looking

Almost without

but didn't

said. Her voice was hoarse and lifeless, carried away by the wind, leaving only a

she hung her head, his emotions swirling,

"If you want to

Stewart a furious glare. "Are you trying to drive her mad? Let her go,

for a long moment, no sound

right now, those

Stella

couldn't bear to look

it again. Let go

jaw clenched, but he

this moment, for Briony

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