Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

A week later.

For seven days straight, Briony had endured the bitter taste of medicine each morning and night. Her sense of taste had finally returned, but her vision remained stubbornly unchanged.

Every day, Ferdinand would check her pulse and perform acupuncture, his hands steady and certain.

Half a month passed. One morning, Briony woke to sunlight streaming through the window, so bright it made her squint and wrinkle her brow. For a long time, she simply stared, her eyes stinging with the sudden brightness. It had been so long since she'd seen light. Tears pricked at her eyes.

She could see again. After all this time, her vision had come back.

It was already April now. The snow in Northborough should have melted by this point.

Briony pushed aside her covers and slid out of bed, moving to the window. She opened it, letting in a crisp morning breeze and the sound of sparrows chattering in the trees. Compared to Northborough's endless winter, this place felt like spring all year round.

She missed her children.

Lorna Riley and James Delaney were hiding with them in Cloudcrest City. The climate there was similar to Nortia's, but being up on a plateau, it was drier. She wondered if the children had managed to adjust.

The bedroom door creaked open from the hallway.

Ferdinand stepped in.

Briony turned at the sound, meeting his eyes from across the room.

He arched an eyebrow. "Your sight's back?"

a

reaching out to gently lift her chin. Briony didn't

a smile in his

eye to eye. There was

it about time we started making

didn't so much as flicker. "Whatever

For the sake of

gone. She would never let them become orphans never let herself become an invalid, not when everything she

jealousy. If only Briony could spare him a fraction of the love she lavished on those kids, he wouldn't resent them

just a few months, his

care why you're staying with me." His eyes darkened, holding her gaze. "Don't blame me

blood.

you. All you have to do is stay by my side, and I

stared back, silent. She'd stopped trying to argue with

day she'd made

on, treat Ferdinand

as a person,

was remember

was still here.

have your wedding if you want," she said at last,

before, I'll only