Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Cedric Clarke choked on his words.

"But you still chose to help him."

Cedric fell silent.

"Dr. Clarke, you've helped me before, and I understand you have your loyalties as Stewart's friend. I don't blame you for that," Briony said, her gaze calm and measured. "But you've chosen his side, so I can't just pretend it's nothing."

Cedric pressed his lips together and let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry."

Briony didn't say another word to him. She turned and headed straight for the elevator.

Stella followed, lifting her dress as she passed Cedric, shooting him a furious look.

"Careful hanging around with Stewart. People might start thinking you're just like him-you'll end up single for life!"

Cedric stood there, speechless.

Their destination was St. Augustine's Church on the Golden Coast.

The old stone church sat by a stretch of golden sand, a world away from the city. The drive from the hotel took nearly twenty minutes.

was tense and

stared out the window, lost in thought. Stella, on the

his teeth and suffer in silence.

they arrived

stopped, Stella hopped out, then helped

grounds were eerily

church for the day-no tourists, no onlookers, only those who

and a boy stood together, both dressed in matching white suits-father and son, unmistakable even from a

milled about, along with the

arms and called out, "Mom! Mom- over

off guard.

he doing here?" Stella sputtered, then punched

the three of you to take a family

said, after five years with

fuming, rubbing the back of her neck. "My blood pressure's going through the

then she turned to Cedric. "Dr.