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?

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

Hannah grinned in relief. "I'm clocking out

It's wet out there,"

You

Briony just nodded.

Hannah and the rest of the staff packed

Garry, so she decided to put in a little

deliberately avoiding

Garry, of course,

from the lounge and made

He knocked.

him, turning up the gentle background music

picked up on the message. The corners of

the music drifting through

she was doing it on

annoyed, he

...

worked straight through until

She glanced outside.

doors, she

her safety goggles, tidied up her bench, slipped

sprawling studio

retriever pup, curled up in its bed, perked

walked straight to her office, shrugged into her coat, grabbed her bag and car keys, and headed

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

reluctant but obedient, watching as Briony

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

lips curling up in a grin. "Am I

frosted over. "Mr.

cigar and tossed

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

that with a

to the elevator and pressed the

Briony

ignored him, pressed the button for the parking

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