Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 423

Briony's pupils shrank in shock.

She'd done it.

She'd finally driven the blade of her hatred straight into Stewart's body with her own hands.

Warm, sticky liquid seeped across her palm.

She knew it was Stewart's blood.

But Stewart didn't move-not even a flicker of resistance.

Was he dead?

Was Stewart... dead?

Had she killed someone?

Tears slipped down her cheek.

Briony's breath came in ragged gasps, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Bryn..."

Stewart slowly lifted his head to look at her.

His face had gone deathly pale, sweat beading across his brow.

as if snapping out of a trance. Her hand jerked away from the knife's hilt, and with a

in pain, collapsing onto

frantically crawling backwards. When she hit the edge of the bed, she tumbled off and crashed onto the

"Bryn..."

the door

himself upright. He staggered after her, voice hoarse and pleading. "Bryn, don't be scared.

couldn't hear him. Without a backward glance, she

his body, Stewart, terrified she might hurt herself, gritted

close around the ship as it crept along the endless expanse

the way to

streaked with Stewart's blood-old stains and

spinning to face Stewart as he caught up. Her scream tore

Stewart stopped immediately.

edge of the deck, nothing behind her but

wind shrieked

at sea, the weather shifted in an instant-lightning forked through the sky, thunder rumbled. The storm was

hair into wild tangles, and the heavy wedding dress only made her

distance, Stewart watched, heart clenching with panic, convinced the wind could sweep her into the waves

I'm not going to force you anymore..." he called, inching slowly

Come here. We'll go back to Northborough

never believe you

the wind battered her, nearly knocking her

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