Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony stared at the bowl of herbal broth placed before her, her brow furrowing in suspicion.

Ferdinand watched her, an amused glint in his eye. "Are you worried I've poisoned it?"

She glanced up at him.

The truth was, she was.

"Briony, just drink it. It's all out of Mr. Ellsworth's concern for you," Mary chimed in with a sweet smile.

Briony shot her a look, then picked up the bowl and downed it in one go. The broth had a faint medicinal taste, but it wasn't unpleasant.

Setting the empty bowl on the table, she stood up abruptly. "I'm done. I'll head to my room and rest," she said coolly.

Ferdinand didn't try to stop her.

Back in her room, Briony rushed straight to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Moments later, the sound of retching echoed from inside.

A few minutes passed before she emerged, pale and unsteady. As soon as she raised her eyes, she found herself caught in Ferdinand's gaze.

She froze.

good for you to throw up the medicine. Luckily,

stared at him

bowl of broth. "Come on,

ran down

wasn't medicine-this

do you have to do this to me?" Her voice trembled as she looked at him. "Fred

care before. If I'd wanted to harm you, do you

her heart had been plunged into arctic

dread seeped into her very

had relied on Ferdinand's prescriptions to recover. If he'd intended to

Ferdinand's tone turned serious. All I want is you. I'd never hurt you know you've already

admit it? How could you? The children are

"Bryn, there's nothing

at the bowl in her

looked up at him. "Ferdinand, I can't fight you anymore. I give up.

smiled thinly. "That depends