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.

difficult for Rosita," he sighed. "But they were all

much." Briony's tone was calm; she had expected this outcome. "That was just the appetizer. These days, Rosita not only has Stewart protecting her, but Garry as well. She cares a

"What do you mean?"

her climb even

she heard a car

Cedric Clarke getting out of

years-if anything, he looked a little older, a little more

once-over. "You look much

your

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

smiled softly but didn't

to the groundskeeper. But I can't promise he won't report this

the nerve to come back

looked at her in surprise.

I have

pressed his lips together, hesitating before asking, "I've wondered about this for four years. Now that you've reached

just smiled, giving him no

laugh. “Fine. Given my history with Stewart,

him, her expression earnest. "It's just... sometimes it's better you

aback for a moment, then smiled.

together to

the small headstone— smaller than any of the others. Her eyes filled with

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 wasn't even a photo on the

I don't even know

Nina's bright smile, I can't help but wonder-if he'd survived, would he have looked like her? Would he have been just as cheerful and

useless. I chose to keep him, but I couldn't protect him. I don't know if he blames me... for saving his

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