Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The fever left Stella's muscles aching and weak, sapping every ounce of strength from her body.

She was slung over a man's shoulder, every jostling step sending sharp pain shooting through her ribs.

Face contorted in agony, Stella gasped, "Cedric Clarke, put me down... My ribs are killing me..."

The man ignored her completely.

He strode out of the house into the pouring rain.

Within seconds, Stella was drenched to the bone.

"Damn it—!" The shock of cold rain jolted her fever-fogged mind awake.

She wiped the water from her face and started pounding on the man's back with what little strength she had left. "Cedric Clarke, are you crazy? If you're trying to cool me down, this is not the way! Put me down, right now!"

But instead of slowing, the man quickened his pace.

Stella froze, a sudden chill running deeper than the rain. Something was wrong. This definitely wasn't Cedric Clarke.

Cedric might be many things, but he'd never drag her, sick with fever, out into a storm.

"Who are you?" Panic rising, Stella thrashed and fought, kicking and flailing with both hands and feet. "Who the hell are you? Where are you taking me? I swear, if you don't let me go, I'll scream for help!"

The man kept silent, forging ahead.

His rain boots splashed through muddy puddles along a winding mountain path. Wind howled, rain pelted down, and thunder cracked overhead.

Through her disorientation, Stella finally caught sight of their surroundings.

She went rigid with fear.

was taking her into

he

circumstances, she could've flipped herself free and had this guy

feverish and weak, her body barely obeyed her. Every attempt

Suddenly, the man stopped.

process

an instant, she felt herself

face shadowed under his

ripped through the night, illuminating his features for a split second. In that brief, heart-stopping

time to scream before her body crashed into

clutching the medical kit,

in

out several times. No

of anxiety twisted in his

was still sick, and the storm outside was getting worse. Where

turned to search outside, but something caught his eye- her shoes, still

have left without

of the male doctors. "Check with Dr. Adah and the others

room playing cards. Wasn't Dr. Joyner supposed

cold dread settled over Cedric. "Something's wrong! Dr. Joyner might be in trouble. Get the others, put on your rain gear, and meet me outside. We need to look for

We're

Jarvis hung up and stood, his voice urgent. "Stop what

Clarke says we all need

do you mean,

she was resting-she wasn't feeling well,

her dinner earlier. She barely ate,

outside and she's sick-we have to find