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?"

saved my life. I

there were several people helping out- someone called the police, another called the

matter drop.

memory of that phone call before the crash jolted her. Briony suddenly tried to sit

James quickly pressed her back down, frowning. "You've still got

is it?" Her voice was urgent.

the shop. I took everything out before it went in

a bag of hawthorn

James looked puzzled. “No, I

wrong with those candies? Had someone destroyed

up with you? It's just candy-why

mysterious phone

what she was about to do.

to Ferdinand Ellsworth? Would

answers. For now, she

into the mess.

the studio, Marlene came

Marlene was in the kitchenette, simmering a pot of soup. Briony sat up in bed, scrolling through work emails on her

are you feeling?" Cedric asked as he

up, hesitated, then asked, "Who brought