Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 371

The woman's slender, delicate fingers danced across the strings of the

instrument.

A beautiful melody floated through the night, gentle and lingering.

For a moment, Donna simply listened, lost in the music-until suddenly, it hit her. "Wait, is this... Grandpa's Song?"

Ms. Kensington could play this piece too!

Unable to contain her excitement, Donna pulled out her phone and began recording the scene.

Briony hadn't touched a lute in years. At first, her fingers fumbled, the notes a bit uncertain. But soon enough, she found her rhythm, her confidence returning with every chord.

The music drifted beyond the garden, drawing in members of the production crew. The director glanced at his assistant.

The assistant immediately produced a stabilizer and handed it over.

The director switched on the camera, capturing the moment with smooth, steady movements.

Ferdinand stood to the side, his own phone quietly recording.

When the final note faded, the entire group fell silent.

Then, with a rush, applause broke out.

up, surprised to see that-apart from Rosita, Bill, and

bow, and handed it back to

"Ms. Kensington, you were incredible! Have

for me. I started when I was eight,

could see you've got real training. I just recorded your performance-if you don't mind, I'd love

for a moment,

in.

her smile warm. "Thank you,

guest room, Rosita quietly sent Daisy

Rosita and Bill

looked at her. "You were faking it

point pretending now. There

by pretending to faint—but

were supposed to film

two nights. If

her to

way she could

avoiding

it.

pause, Rosita finally met Bill's eyes. She decided to come

"Yes. I was pretending."

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