Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 278

It had been a beautiful night—the kind of night that felt touched by magic.

Perhaps that's why their child chose that moment to arrive.

But Stewart learned about it all far too late.

Was this what people called karma?

Somewhere deep within the hallway of his dream, a voice echoed through the shadows-

"Stewart, you are the most despicable man I've ever known."

"You've never once acknowledged the pain you and your family inflicted on me. From the very beginning, you only ever asked yourself two questions: 'Can I use her?' and 'Will she take good care of Irwin?' This marriage-what you needed wasn't a wife, but a perfectly placed pawn."

"In Ghana, there's a divorce tradition: couples who once loved each other, after everything falls apart, return to the very place they wed, dressed in their wedding clothes. The idea is to go back to where love began and let everything go, ending things together."

"But Stewart, we never loved each other. We never even had a wedding. So your grand divorce ceremony was doomed to be a farce from the start!"

"From this day on, Stewart, you're nothing but the executioner who indirectly killed my mother. We're better off strangers than ever meeting again!”

At the end of the corridor, Briony stood there in a white wedding dress.

He saw her and tried to reach her.

Briony turned away and ran out of the hall-

Stewart chased her all the way to the beach.

the sea; Briony stopped, half-shrouded in fog. Her voice

the one I gave life to, all gone because of you.

another life after this, I pray I never meet

her words faded, flames burst across her wedding

widened in horror. He

Briony and the dress before he could reach her.

breath coming in ragged gasps as

Wentworth." Carl was at his side in an instant. "You're finally

Stewart's mind snapped

a dream. Just

a heavy sigh of relief and slowly pushed

the unfamiliar hospital room, Stewart pressed a hand to his aching

slipped into a

Three days and nights?

weight settled in Stewart's chest. "What about

looked down. "Ms. Kensington... Ms. Kensington was cremated this morning. Her burial service is probably

"What did you say?!"

and swung his legs over the bed.

as carefully as he could. "Her arrangements were handled by Mrs.

"I don't believe it!"

Carl,

too much about her child. Their daughter is

was barely a whisper. "The little one passed away the day

Carl, his dark eyes boring into him.

sorrow. Irwin's expression right now was enough to terrify anyone he couldn't meet Stewart's gaze. Instead, he looked down and spoke

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255