Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"It's no use trying to comfort me!" Stella wailed, dissolving into tears. "Every time I think about losing my memory-and my dignity—I just can't take it! I close my eyes and all I see is Aster bawling for milk. I feel like my life is over. I have no freedom anymore, none..."

Briony glanced at James.

He caught her meaning instantly, slipped out of the room, and pulled out his phone to call Cedric Clarke.

Upstairs, Briony led Stella into a guest room and spent a long time soothing her.

Only after a while did Stella finally begin to calm down.

"Here, put this on, or your eyes will swell up." Briony handed her a warm washcloth.

Stella sat on the edge of the bed, took the cloth, and pressed it gently over her eyes.

Briony sat down beside her, watching her quietly for a moment before asking in a gentle voice, "When did your memory come back?"

"I've been dreaming about our old days a lot lately. Then last night, Cedric and I had another fight. I couldn't sleep all night. When I got up this morning, I was so dizzy I tripped, hit my head, and suddenly everything came back."

"You hit your head?" Briony frowned, concern tightening her face. "Did you see a doctor?"

just the back

be careful. You know your head's been through enough already." Briony's tone was serious. "When Cedric gets here, he and I will take you to get checked

eyes, scowling. "Don't let him

If there's a problem, you

exactly how we

if you lost your memory, feelings for someone

You've regained your old memories, but you

took her hand.

to adjust

with Cedric over these years-thatwas real. Deep down, you know

I got my memories back. I hate being stuck at home all day, nursing a baby and waiting for my husband to come home. I'm sick of hearing my mother's voice in my head, always telling me, 'Do this for the sake of your child.' I hate living like this! It's like, the moment I got married and had a kid, my whole life became about this marriage and this child, and nobody

Stella,

wrong. Part of it was

Briony knew most of

of depression-she'd been

that moment, someone knocked at

"Star,