Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Bone marrow transplant..."

Ferdinand's gaze was somber as he stared at Briony lying in the hospital bed. “I understand. You can leave us," he said softly.

The foreign doctor nodded, then quietly slipped out of the room.

Ferdinand sat down at Briony's bedside and reached out to feel her forehead.

Still running a slight fever.

Briony frowned, her eyelids heavy as she struggled to open them.

"You're awake. Do you want some water?"

"Yes, please."

He poured her a glass and helped her drink through a straw.

The water made Briony feel a little more alert. She looked up at Ferdinand, her voice tentative. "I thought I heard you telling the doctor you wanted to take me to Switzerland?"

Ferdinand set the glass on the nightstand. "That's right. My father invested in a research institute there. They might be able to develop a cure for you."

Her breath caught.

So it wasn't a dream-Ferdinand really did intend to take her to Switzerland. Fred Wentworth's institute. Could they really come up with a cure for leukemia?

why would Fred have fought so hard to

Ferdinand wanted to turn her into the

chill crept down

tomorrow's wedding was

matter what, she had to stall Ferdinand. She had to make sure Stewart's

could die-but she would never let herself become a

she had to keep up the

for my condition is a bone marrow transplant, but the match rate is too low. Ferdinand, I don't want to end up like your mother, being

across her cheek. "If you die, you won't be

Briony glared at him.

Another threat.

he did to your mother-turning her into a guine@pig. And now you want to drag me to his institute and do th same to me? I won't let you." d rather die than live in pain like that. If you force me, I'll hate you until my last breath...and

steely, her resolve

you hate me either way, even if I didn't take you

only deepened. She

you'll become Mrs. Ellsworth," Ferdinand said, his tone oddly

at me is

really expect me to fall in love with my captor?" Briony's voice was as cold as ice. "You know I never chose

and took out his phone. He pulled up a

look

eyes dropped to the

surgical consent form-for egg