Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 374

The camera captured every moment.

The director watched the footage, eyes fixed thoughtfully on Rosita, who

appeared just a little stiff on screen.

Night fell, and filming paused.

After dinner, the cameras rolled again.

The production team had set up a makeshift group competition at the town's old community stage.

The guests took turns performing, their two team coaches present in the audience.

Everyone managed to pull off their acts decently.

The applause from the villagers was thunderous and didn't die down for quite some time.

It was the locals' way of warmly welcoming the outsiders.

For each guest, this was an experience they wouldn't easily forget.

Except for one person, who felt restless, every minute dragging by like an eternity.

At last, three exhausting days and two long nights of filming came to an end.

On the fourth day, the shoot wrapped up, and the guests began to make their way home.

Ferdinand left

to Northborough, they made a stop

had only been a little over a month, but

was still a little absent-minded, a gentle soul lost in her

familiar faces politely but shrink

in the countryside for

now depended on Kendal even

Northborough, Briony shared

pressed together in thought, before asking, "Do you

attached to your

know," Ferdinand replied with a gentle smile. "Mrs. Hudson can rely on him as much

head. "But they're not family. It just doesn't

feel like family

long. Does it really matter what the paperwork says?" Ferdinand

verne

each other for quite a while too, but you always

a

so does Mrs. Winslow. Sometimes I wonder, when will I get to call you Bryn, as naturally as

blinked, caught

cruised high above

Briony sat by the

turned her head, meeting Ferdinand's

the sky was a wash of gold, the

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