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,

relief. "I'm clocking

wet out

will! You too,

Briony just nodded.

the staff packed up and

desire to go out and face Garry, so she decided to put in

deliberately avoiding

Garry, of course,

from the

He knocked.

turning up the

The corners

to the music

she was doing

he just smiled-his interest

...

straight through

She glanced outside.

frosted glass doors, she could see the studio was

took off her safety goggles, tidied up her bench, slipped out of her work coat,

sprawling studio

up in its bed, perked up as soon as Briony appeared, tail wagging

straight to her office, shrugged into her coat, grabbed

give him a fond pat.

but obedient, watching as Briony walked

doors and turned-only to jump when she

reaction, the cigar between his lips curling up in a grin. "Am I

over. "Mr. Ferguson, this really

it?" Garry stubbed out his cigar and tossed it

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

that with a

the elevator

the doors slid open, Briony stepped inside.

for the parking level, and stood silently.

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