Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Fiona is a complete control freak. That's why my father couldn't stand her back then-he faked his death just to get away from the Wentworth family."

Briony's mind was spinning.

She didn't know if she should believe Ferdinand or not.

"You're saying your father is Fred. Does Stewart know about this?"

“He didn't before.” Ferdinand paused. “But I'm pretty sure he knows now. My guess is he's already warned you not to get too close to me."

Briony pressed her lips together.

Yes, Stewart had warned her more than once to stay away from Ferdinand.

"Bryn, I know it's hard for you to take my word for it right now, and I'm not going to push you. But if I knew the truth and kept it from you, I'd never forgive myself."

"I understand." Briony raised a hand to her forehead and closed her eyes. "Thank you for telling me."

"I'll let you go. If you need to talk, or if there's anything else you want to know, call me anytime."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Briony slumped forward, resting her head on the steering wheel. Her thoughts were a tangled mess.

She couldn't bring herself to trust everything Ferdinand had said.

he was telling the truth, then it meant Ferdinand had known about her and Stewart all

that were the case, maybe Ferdinand had gotten close to her

sent a chill down

herself spiral just based on Ferdinand's version

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Lorna had just picked

walked ahead, with Mario trailing behind

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