Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Stella handled Briony's hospital admission first, then led her to the ward to change into a hospital gown.

Once Briony had changed, they went through a series of routine checkups.

The test results would be ready in half an hour.

That wait felt endless. Briony stood by the window, silent and still.

Stella and James kept her company, quietly staying nearby without intruding.

Thirty minutes ticked by before the results finally arrived-everything was normal, and she was cleared for surgery.

At that moment, a message came from the operating room: they were ready.

"Bryn," Stella called softly, "it's time. We should go to the OR."

Briony's lashes fluttered as she slowly turned around.

Stella walked over and wrapped her in a gentle hug. "Don't be nervous. I'll be right there with you," she reassured her.

Briony's reply was barely above a whisper. "Okay."

wordless, his brow furrowed, the concern on his face deeper than

three of them made their way to the doors of the

walked her in. The

...

end of the case. The verdict: the plaintiff had

out into the corridor, only to have the

you, Attorney Wentworth!

fell to their knees, thanking Stewart over and over as they bowed in gratitude. Stewart's eyes widened in surprise. He rushed forward,

my duty as your attorney. There's no need for

us-no one but you, Attorney Wentworth..." The

outside of it, he'd never been

glanced over

immediately and stepped forward, his tone soothing. "Really, you're giving us too much credit. Attorney Wentworth only did what any good lawyer should do. The

to Carl and walked away toward his car,

he pulled out his phone and saw several missed calls from Jason.

just ran into at the hospital-guess who was in the OB-GYN wing?" Stewart paused, a strange sense