Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 286

"I'm back in Northborough."

"What?" Cedric Clarke sounded genuinely shocked. "Why on earth did you come back?"

"I want to visit my son."

Cedric paused at that. After a moment, he replied, "You won't be able to get into

the Wentworth family cemetery."

"That's why I'm calling you."

Cedric let out a weary sigh. "Well, for Star's sake, I guess I'll just keep playing the part of the disloyal friend."

Briony pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

"I'll head over now," Cedric said. "If you get there before I do, just wait for me."

"Alright."

After ending the call, Briony turned to gaze out the window, her eyes dark and distant.

...

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up outside the Wentworth family cemetery.

Briony paid the fare and stepped out into the cool evening air.

Her phone rang inside her bag—it was James.

and videos definitely made things difficult for Rosita," he sighed. "But they were all taken down within half

only has Stewart protecting her, but Garry as well. She cares a lot about her

"What do you mean?"

climb even higher," Briony

later, she heard a car approaching

she saw Cedric Clarke getting out of his

in four years-if anything, he looked a little

once-over. "You look much better

owe that to your help, Dr. Clarke. I wouldn't be standing here today

an eyebrow. "Don't flatter me. I only helped

smiled softly

to the groundskeeper. But I can't promise he

the nerve to come

in surprise. "So

for divorce," Briony said, meeting his eyes. "You know, I have help these days-someone powerful. Stewart

lips together, hesitating before asking, "I've wondered about this for four years. Now that you've reached out, I have to ask-who's been

giving him

history with Stewart, I suppose it makes sense you'd be

it's better you don't know. You're already caught between Star and Stewart. That's hard

a moment,

walked together to

she traced the small headstone— smaller than any

head in silent grief. "He was a kind old man. He loved Stewart very much. Your son isn't alone-he's with someone who'll look

lingered on the cold stone, noting that there

know

breaking. "Every time I see Little Nina's bright smile, I can't help but wonder-if he'd survived, would he have looked like her? Would he have been

to keep him, but I couldn't protect him. I don't know if he blames

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