Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 436

"I'm telling you the truth-our son is still alive."

"Fine!" Briony drew a shaky breath. "Then give me the address. I'll go bring him home myself."

"Bryn, please, calm down. Just wait three more days. I promise, after that, I'll bring our son home."

"Even now, you're still lying to me!" Briony stared at Stewart, the fragile hope she'd just found already crumbling.

"I'm not lying," Stewart insisted, brow furrowing.

"Unless you let me see him right this second, I won't believe a single word you say ever again!"

Stewart swallowed hard. "It's not possible. Not right now."

Briony let out a bitter laugh. The last bit of hope drained from her expression as she turned away, walking out without a backward glance.

He watched her leave, his eyes dark and conflicted.

As Briony stepped out of the manor, she bumped into Cedric Clarke, who had just climbed out of his car.

"Ms. Kensington," Cedric called after her, concern in his voice. "You and Stewart

"Dr. Clarke," Briony cut him off, her voice trembling. "Is my son alive?"

Cedric's brow knitted together. "Stewart says he is."

"Have you seen him?"

"I'm sorry, I only found out a

let out a

course. Just as she

played her for

of anger, Briony turned away and marched

she slumped over the steering wheel, struggling to steady

only knew how she'd made the

that hope, the desperate longing, only to realize-she'd

her ache with regret. Furious

was too weak, too

to

really wasn't worthy of being

her. She broke down, sobbing into

grief and guilt

in his study, Stewart stood at the window,

Footsteps sounded behind him.

Briony," Cedric Clarke said, voice heavy

the car had disappeared did

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