Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 512

Briony stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold, her eyes calm and unreadable.

Ferdinand glared at Stewart, his eyes bloodshot. "If you ever dare humiliate Bryn again, I swear I won't let you off so easily!"

Carl rushed over, grabbing Ferdinand and pulling him away from Stewart with force.

Stumbling back a few steps, Ferdinand straightened up, tugged his collar back into place where Carl had yanked it askew, and continued to glare at Stewart. "Mr. Wentworth, are you alright?" Carl asked anxiously, his own eyes rimmed with red.

Stewart steadied himself, gently brushing Carl's hand away. He lifted a hand to his lips, stifling a cough, swallowing the metallic taste of blood that rose in his throat.

At a distance, Briony's gaze never left Stewart. She stood as if carved from stone, her face a blank mask.

Stewart wiped a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth. "I'm fine. Just a scratch."

Carl glanced down at Stewart's clenched fists, hanging at his sides and trembling ever so slightly, worry etched deep on his face.

Mr. Wentworth was already pushing himself too hard-now he'd taken a punch from Ferdinand as well.

just now, but Stewart had forced it back, desperate to keep

Barrie. "Those videos and photos of Rosita-how much does Mr. Lockwood want for

with Rosita, are you, Mr. Wentworth? Even now, after she's

Barrie meant every word for

"Tell Mr. Lockwood to contact me

suit jacket, squared his shoulders, and

her speak quietly.

tracks, turning slightly

gaze, meeting his dark, inscrutable

eyes locked. The air between

"After everything he's done to

answer Ferdinand. Her

cold laugh, lowering his head to pull a handkerchief from his pocket, slowly

on him, noting the bruises and

Briony? If you want to vote for me just say it. But honestly you're unbelievable. After everything I've done to you, and you still want

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