Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 180

After they arrived at the hotel-

Stella swiped the keycard and pushed the door open. Briony's face twisted in discomfort; she clapped a hand over her mouth and rushed straight into the bathroom.

Retching echoed from inside.

"Bryn—” Stella called, hurrying after her.

Outside the bathroom, Stewart and Cedric Clarke waited in the hallway, listening

to Briony's painful vomiting. Both men wore grim expressions.

It was a while before the sounds finally subsided.

Stella emerged, supporting a pale and exhausted Briony as they left the bathroom together.

The room had two beds. Stella guided Briony to one and helped her lie down.

Briony was clearly feeling awful-she barely managed to close her eyes before slipping into a restless sleep.

Stella pressed her palm to Briony's forehead.

A slight fever.

She tucked the blanket around Briony, then got up and stepped outside the room. Looking straight at Cedric Clarke, she said, "Leave your first aid kit with me."

Cedric handed it over, concern etched on his face. "Is she all right?"

to someone, she was throwing up nonstop on the flight and now, just landed, she's running a fever.

Cedric had no answer.

snatched the kit from Cedric's hands and shut the door

his nose and shook his head. "Man, look

lips pressed into a thin

a moment, he turned

"Hey,

...

Stella took Briony's

99.9 degrees.

fever

kit, rummaged through it, but found

cloth in rubbing alcohol and gently wiped Briony's forehead

in her sleep, brow furrowed in distress.

for her friend, and she silently cursed Stewart

a vague sense of someone tending to her, but her eyelids felt impossibly heavy;

that fog, she heard a

"Bryn... Bryn..."

followed the sound and found herself in a

so long

voice echoed

further! Come back, come

She stopped and turned.

a sun-dappled path

her to ride a bike along a path just like this. She'd been so afraid of falling, always struggling to learn, but her

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255