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?

safety glasses and rubbed her brow. "If your shift is over, don't

Hannah grinned in relief. "I'm clocking

out there," Briony reminded

will! You too,

Briony just nodded.

of the staff packed up and

desire to go out and face Garry,

was deliberately

of course, knew

from the lounge and made his way to the studio

He knocked.

but purposely ignored him, turning up the gentle background music to drown out any

on the message. The corners of his

to the music

was obvious she was

being annoyed, he just smiled-his interest only

...

straight

She glanced outside.

frosted glass doors, she

tidied up her bench, slipped

sprawling studio was

perked up as soon as

into her coat, grabbed her bag and car keys, and headed

her. She crouched to give him a fond pat. "I'm heading

softly, reluctant but obedient, watching as

the main doors and turned-only to jump when she saw Garry

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

expression frosted over. "Mr. Ferguson,

and tossed it in a nearby trash

have a thing for chasing after cool, untouchable beauties like you, Ms. Kensington. It does wonders for a

didn't dignify that with

to the elevator and pressed the

open, Briony stepped inside. Garry followed

ignored him, pressed the button for

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