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.

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

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

"What do you mean?"

climb even higher," Briony

hung up. Moments later, she heard a

Clarke getting

hardly changed in four years-if anything, he looked a

Cedric gave Briony a quick once-over. "You

faint smile. "I owe that to your help, Dr. Clarke.

me. I only helped you for Star's

smiled softly

Cedric said. "I'll talk to the groundskeeper. But I can't promise he won't

had the nerve to

looked at her in surprise. "So you're

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

before asking, "I've wondered about this for four years. Now that you've

giving him no

history with Stewart, I suppose it makes

not that," Briony said, stopping to look at him, her expression earnest. "It's just... sometimes it's

was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

walked together to her son's

the small headstone— smaller than any of

nearby. He watched as Briony bowed her head in silent grief. "He was a kind old man. He loved Stewart very

fingers lingered on the cold stone, noting that there wasn't even a

don't even know what

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

no 'what if'," she whispered. "I was so 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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