Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

He was speaking when, all of a sudden, he coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

A moment later, the man could hold himself up no longer. His tall frame collapsed,

knees slamming hard against the unforgiving deck.

He coughed again, more blood spilling from his lips.

Briony hadn't hesitated-her aim had been both ruthless and precise.

It must have hit his spleen.

Bianca heard the commotion and came running. When she saw Stewart kneeling on the deck, a knife still lodged in his side and blood on his lips, she gasped in horror and called frantically for the doctor.

Their private physician rushed over.

Stewart, clinging to consciousness by a thread, managed to command, "Turn the boat around. Now. And... get my wife back to her cabin-"

With those words, his eyes fluttered shut. He passed out cold.

"Sir!"

Briony watched as Stewart was carried away toward the cabins.

Conditions on the yacht were far from ideal. The doctor could do little more than stop the bleeding.

Bianca pressed him for answers.

can't risk removing the knife out here. We

she

howling,

he's unconscious. Please, you need to come inside! The waves are getting

refused to let go of the

that if she went back inside, Stewart would wake up and lock

lost consciousness from a spleen injury. The captain's already

down her face, Bianca raised her voice over the storm, pleading with

on this yacht than anyone else. What are you

Briony blinked, startled.

was growing fiercer

stung her face like a

mind, she saw Little Nina's

it was as if she woke from a nightmare. "I can't...

hittle Nina's still waiting

at home!"

Briony's eyes. Relieved, Bianca quickly helped her back

Briony wouldn't return to that same

Bianca brought her to her own cabin

me

a hot shower and

Bianca suggested gently.

gown was drenched, streaked with blood,

just

with blood and

helped Briony out of