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.

the storm. We apologize for the scare. Our crew will be coming through

unclasped her seat belt and stood, hand over her mouth, but her legs nearly gave out beneath

sick?"

drawn and miserable. She shoved his hand away, voice tense.

called over a flight attendant, who quickly guided Briony

Briony was

water on her face, waiting for the dizziness to fade. Gradually, her stomach settled and she

warm smile and offered a cup of hot water and

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

all, just let us know," the attendant replied kindly. "Thank you." Briony managed a small, grateful

the warm water, feeling the comforting heat settle in

minutes until landing, Briony gave up on sleeping. She pulled out

her, Stewart kept silent, only glancing

the soft light, Briony's profile looked

closed his eyes, letting out a

was winding its way into

the

been anywhere like this before. As soon as the bus left the highway for

"How much longer till we get there?" Cedric Clarke looked up from his book, glanced out into the pitch-black, then checked his watch and did a quick mental calculation. "We

blinked in surprise. "Really? I thought you'd

texts," Cedric said with a faint

shrugged, completely honest. "I only read novels." Cedric's

wagging a finger. "I only read CEO romance novels-like Dumping My Cheating Husband: Now I'm Living My Best Life, or