Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony froze, yanking her hand back in an instant.

The plane jolted violently, the turbulence so intense that lightning flashed outside the window, thunder rumbling so loud it rattled her skull.

Over the chaos, the flight attendant's calm voice came through the speakers:

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're experiencing turbulence as we pass through a storm cloud. Please make sure your seat belts are securely fastened, follow the crew's instructions, and keep your hands on the seatback in front of you..."

Briony had never been through turbulence this bad before.

As the shaking grew worse, panic started to ripple through the cabin.

"Mum, I'm scared, I want to go home "

"Are we going to die? I haven't even met my boyfriend yet―"

"God, please, just get us through this, please—”

Cries and prayers overlapped in a rising tide of fear. Suddenly, the plane lurched with a sickening drop. Screams erupted as the cabin depressurized and the oxygen masks fell from overhead with a thud.

Stewart grabbed a mask and quickly fitted it over Briony's face. "Don't panic. Deep breaths."

Briony squeezed her eyes shut, mind blank with terror.

But the turbulence was so fierce her stomach rebelled. Nausea twisted through her, and she clung to the armrests, desperate for it to end.

Five endless minutes later, the shaking finally eased. The plane broke free of the storm clouds, leveling out at cruising altitude.

and reassuring. "Ladies and gentlemen, we've safely passed through the storm. We apologize for the scare. Our crew will be

but her legs nearly gave out beneath her.

you feel sick?" he

his hand away, voice tense. “Just leave me alone. Honestly, that would help me

argue. He called over a flight attendant, who quickly guided Briony to the

Briony was

face, waiting for the dizziness to fade. Gradually, her

greeted her with a warm smile and offered a cup of

just the water. "No pills, thank you. I'm

you need anything at all, just let us know," the attendant replied kindly. "Thank you." Briony managed

the warm water, feeling the comforting heat

on sleeping. She pulled out a paperback from her bag and opened it, eyes

Stewart kept silent, only

soft light, Briony's profile looked calm, her

back, and closed his eyes, letting out a

coach bus was winding

they got, the lighter the rain

for

out into the pitch-black, then checked his watch

surprise. "Really? I thought you'd be

read medical texts," Cedric said with a faint smile, "but I read Harry Potter

Stella shrugged, completely honest. "I only read novels." Cedric's interest was piqued.

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