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."

stood off to the side, wordless, his brow furrowed, the concern

them made their way to the doors of the operating room. James stopped

arm and walked her in. The heavy doors swung shut behind

...

of the case. The verdict: the plaintiff had won the lawsuit for

out into the corridor, only to have the victim's

Attorney

plain clothes, fell to their knees, thanking Stewart over and over as they bowed in gratitude. Stewart's

but gentle. "This is my duty

us-no one but

was eloquent and commanding in the courtroom, but outside of

glanced over

tone soothing. "Really, you're giving us too much credit. Attorney Wentworth only did what any good lawyer

and walked away toward his car, a

out his phone and saw several missed calls from Jason. Stewart frowned, then

no idea who I just ran into at the hospital-guess who was in the OB-GYN wing?" Stewart paused, a strange sense of foreboding