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.

and Ferdinand

heading back to Northborough, they made a stop in

little over a month,

in her

sheltered child, she would greet familiar faces politely but shrink behind Kendal whenever

and Ferdinand stayed in

mother now

Northborough,

together in thought, before asking, "Do you think that's a

"I just worry that if my mom grows more and more attached to your uncle, what if one day they

you know," Ferdinand replied with a gentle smile.

they're not

feel like family

so long. Does it really matter

verne

soft and warm "We've known each other for quite a while too, but you always keep me at arm's length, always so polite and

at a loss

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

caught off

cruised high

Briony sat by

head,

a wash of gold, the clouds edged with sunlight

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