Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 464

Briony pounded both fists against the heavy iron gates, her cries echoing into the empty night.

No matter how loud she screamed, nobody came to unlock the door for her.

This was the truth.

This was the reality behind Stewart and Lorna taking her son away...

Darkness pressed down from above, thick and suffocating.

The wind was rising-an omen of the storm to come.

Still, Briony refused to leave. She remained outside the gates, stubborn and unmoving.

Upstairs in the study, Lorna knocked softly before entering.

Stewart sat at his desk, eyes fixed on the security footage on his screen. He could see Briony still outside, bracing herself against the coming storm, showing no sign of backing down.

"Maybe we should let Carol talk to her?" Lorna suggested.

"No." Stewart's voice was rough, tired. "She needs to see things as they are. That's the only way she'll let go."

Lorna sighed. "But her nerves are already stretched to the breaking point... Do we really have to do this?"

Stewart closed his eyes. "We don't have time to do it any other way, do we?"

Lorna pressed her lips together.

Time

really

wind howled, rain beating against the tall windows in

an instant, the

and clothes plastered to her skin, but still she

end, it was Carol who came out with an umbrella, trying to coax

you help me?" Briony

pale, drawn face, her own heart twisting. Still, she forced herself to keep her tone

now. There's nothing I can do. Please... you

you see the way they're treating my

you to accept how Mr. and Mrs. Wentworth do things, but when Mario grows up, when you

voice trembling. "That's not it. Stewart doesn't

their child to be the Wentworth heir." Carol shoved the umbrella into Briony's hands. "Please, just go

door and hurried back inside through the

clutched the umbrella, her whole

Even Carol had changed...

Why?

no idea how to get her

Briony stayed outside,

was Carol who called

Briony was trembling uncontrollably, lips tinged blue from

saw him, relief flooded her face as if she'd spotted a

aside the

his arm. "James,"

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