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.

surprised to see that-apart from Rosita,

a graceful bow, and handed

sparkled. "Ms. Kensington, you were incredible! Have you ever studied

a folk music teacher for me. I started when I was eight, but

director laughed. "With technique like that, anyone could see you've got real training. I just recorded your performance-if you don't mind, I'd love to use it in the opening for

for a moment, then nodded.

in. Before it airs, I'll send it to you for

nodded again, her smile warm. "Thank

guest room, Rosita

Rosita and

he looked at her. "You were faking it earlier, weren't

a beat, but she knew there was no point pretending now. There was no way she could

a bullet tonight by pretending to

were supposed

two

her to

way she could

avoiding

it.

met Bill's eyes. She decided to

"Yes. I was pretending."

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