Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Bryn? Bryn..."

Briony's eyes fluttered open to find James Delaney suddenly looming over her, anxiety etched across his face.

"Bryn, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

She stared at him, disoriented, her thoughts muddled. Had she really just dreamed about Stewart?

James waited for a response, then reached out to feel her forehead. "No fever. You're not concussed, are you?"

Snapping back to herself, Briony met his worried gaze. "I'm fine."

James let out a huge sigh of relief. "You scared the hell out of me! As long as your brain's still working..."

"How did you even find out about the accident?" she asked.

"I got a call from Dr. Clarke," James said. "Apparently, some good Samaritan

called an ambulance and got you to the hospital."

"Did you see who it was?"

James shook his head. "No idea. Why?"

calm expression. "They saved my life. I just thought I ought

people helping out- someone called the police, another called the ambulance.

fell silent, letting the matter drop.

call before the crash jolted her. Briony suddenly tried

move!" James quickly pressed her back down, frowning. "You've still got an IV in your

Her voice was

everything out before it

you see a bag of hawthorn

James looked puzzled. “No, I didn't see anything like that."

really something wrong with those candies? Had

you? It's just candy-why

that mysterious phone call. Whoever

exactly what she was about to

Would Ferdinand really hurt ber

answers. For now, she decided not to drag

into the mess.

after James left for the studio, Marlene came to

Cedric Clarke arrived, Marlene was in the kitchenette, simmering a pot of soup. Briony

you feeling?" Cedric asked as

hesitated, then asked, "Who brought