Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Mary's penthouse suite occupied the very top floor of the hotel, a sanctuary of privacy and quiet.

At Briony's knock, the door swung open almost immediately.

Mary stood there in a beige dress, her delicate features bare of makeup, lips pale as if the color had drained from them.

"Briony, thank you for coming," Mary's voice trembled on the edge of tears.

Briony, with a woman's intuition, saw right away that Mary was in a bad place.

She stepped inside, and Mary closed the door quietly behind her.

"Briony, can I get you something to drink? There's coffee, tea, juice-"

"Mary, I didn't come here to catch up," Briony interrupted, fixing her with a steady gaze. "Just say what you want to say."

Mary looked at her, eyes shining with unshed tears.

you disappointed in

everything you've achieved. But today, you're willing to gamble your entire

I found out I was carrying Ferdinand's child, I couldn't convince myself it was just an accident. This baby must have come into my life for a reason. I

felt a

baby, you could've just told me. Instead, you waited until the tabloids exposed it, putting me, Starlight Entertainment, and the

sorry. I thought I could handle it. I didn't expect to get caught by

trying

being naïve. If you and Ferdinand were genuinely in love, I wouldn't say another word. But this was just a mistake between you-one you even signed a three-year contract over. You know what that is? It's a transaction, plain and simple. What good can come of it for

for much. I just want a child that belongs to Ferdinand

studied her

sharp, ambitious young woman she once knew was gone, lost

she didn't

see she was still holding out hope for Ferdinand. At the same time, she was afraid of losing everything, which was why she'd arranged this meeting

to bet on