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?

have fought so hard to reclaim The

meant... Ferdinand wanted to turn her into

crept down Briony's

was more crucial

what, she had to stall Ferdinand. She

never let

she had

bone marrow transplant, but

that, Bryn." Ferdinand's hand moved gently across her cheek. "If you die, you won't be the only

Briony glared at him.

Another threat.

now you want to drag me to his institute and

was steely, her resolve

saw she meant every word. He exhaled quietly. "Wouldn't you hate

glare only deepened. She

become Mrs. Ellsworth," Ferdinand said, his tone oddly

you look at

with my captor?" Briony's voice was as cold as ice. "You know I never chose to stay by your side.

his phone. He pulled

a look at this,

dropped to the

consent