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

who gave me life, and the one I

if there's another life after this, I pray

words faded, flames

widened in horror. He

Briony and the dress before he could

coming in ragged gasps

side in an instant. "You're

Stewart's mind snapped into

a dream.

relief and

around the unfamiliar hospital room, Stewart pressed a

coughing up blood and then slipped into a high fever. You've been

Three days and nights?

in Stewart's chest.

was cremated this

"What did you say?!"

his legs over the

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

"I don't believe it!"

shoved past Carl,

cared too much about her child. Their daughter is still here-there's

a whisper. "The little one passed

to face Carl, his dark eyes boring into him. "What did

right now was enough to terrify anyone he couldn't meet Stewart's gaze. Instead, he

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