Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 640

Ferdinand sat behind the wheel, blood trickling down his forehead.

Yet he was laughing a cold, hollow laugh that echoed with despair. "Bryn, be good. Come back. Take one more step, and I'll have no choice but to pull the trigger."

Briony met his gaze, unflinching.

The gun was pointed right at her; fear clawed at her chest-she'd have to be inhuman not to feel it.

But after coming this far, how could she possibly turn back now?

"I'm not going back, Ferdinand."

Slowly, Briony lifted her hands. She removed her veil, slipped off her earrings, tugged the necklace from her throat.

With the back of her hand, she wiped the lipstick from her lips, her steady eyes never leaving Ferdinand. "I'd rather die than be your bride."

Ferdinand stared at her, eyes bloodshot and wild.

"Bryn, you're breaking my heart."

Briony gave a small, determined smile, then turned away, walking forward without hesitation-

Bang!

A shot rang out. The bullet struck the earth at her feet.

She froze for a split second—a reflexive flinch in the face of danger.

But then, gathering her skirts, she pressed on, stepping through mud and puddles toward freedom-

Bang!

trunk of a

almost serene, as if ready to meet death with open arms.

One step, two steps...

sank into the muddy ground, her dress sodden and filthy. She was a mess,

fragile, retreating figure seemed so slight in the distance, yet there was nothing frail about her

"BRIONY!"

roar, Ferdinand emptied the rest of the magazine—but not a single

the gun and leaping from

leave! If you have to die, then you'll die by

gathered her

at her, heart pounding. Ferdinand thundered after her, but

She was lost.

at the abyss before her, Briony laughed

this was always how her story would

paths down the mountain, but she had chosen the

weather turned in an instant. The sky, clear only moments ago, darkened with roiling

howled, leaves rustling furiously around

edge, her long black hair streaming behind

took a step

shouting frantically, “Bryn, I'm not chasing you

"Ferdinand, let me go. Otherwise,

a gulf

poured down in

wedding dress, soaked through, clung to her body,

She couldn't run anymore.

ending was

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