Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 218

"Surely even someone as busy as you has time for a meal, right?" Garry stood up, smoothing the front of his suit jacket. "All I wanted was to invite you to dinner."

"I'm sorry, but I don't make a habit of dining with strangers." Briony could tell he wasn't here for anything important, and she had no interest in arguing. "You should go. I have work to do."

With that, she turned and walked out of the lounge.

Garry, however, didn't leave.

He sat back down on the sofa, picked up the magazine he'd been leafing through earlier, and idly flipped a page.

It was barely three o'clock.

Once Briony stepped into the restoration studio, she was fully absorbed in her work.

Outside, rain drizzled steadily against the windows.

Time always seemed to fly by when she was focused.

On rainy days, dusk came sooner than expected.

By five, the world beyond the windows was already shrouded in darkness.

The city's neon lights flickered on, painting streaks of color across the wet glass.

A knock sounded at the door-Hannah.

"Come in," Briony called, setting her tools aside and glancing toward the entrance.

Hannah slipped in, shutting the door behind her, her expression exasperated. "So, um, Mr. Ferguson still hasn't left."

Briony blinked in surprise.

She checked the clock.

Five o'clock.

Three hours...

He really has nothing better to do, does he?

"If your shift is over, don't worry about him.

relief. "I'm

It's wet out there," Briony

You

Briony just nodded.

the rest of the staff packed up and left

out and face Garry, so she decided to put in a

deliberately avoiding

of

the lounge and

He knocked.

turning up the

the message. The corners of his

music

she was

being annoyed, he

...

straight

She glanced outside.

the frosted glass doors, she could see the studio

up her bench, slipped out of her

studio was

perked up

her office, shrugged into her coat, grabbed

give him a fond pat. "I'm heading home now.

reluctant but obedient, watching as Briony

doors and turned-only to jump when she saw Garry

at her startled reaction, the cigar between his lips curling up in a grin.

over. "Mr. Ferguson, this

his cigar and tossed

think it's pretty fun. I have a thing for chasing after cool, untouchable beauties like you, Ms. Kensington.

that with a

headed to the elevator and

open, Briony stepped inside. Garry followed her

him, pressed the button for

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