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?

they could, why would Fred have fought so hard to reclaim

turn her

crept down

tomorrow's wedding was more crucial

matter what, she had to stall Ferdinand. She

could die-but she would never let

then, she had to keep

as she looked at Ferdinand. "I heard Dr. Jaime just now. The best treatment for my condition is a bone marrow transplant, but the match rate is too

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

Briony glared at him.

Another threat.

you want to drag me to his institute and do th same to me? I won't let you." d

steely,

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

only deepened. She refused to

become Mrs. Ellsworth," Ferdinand

way you look at me is

was as cold as ice. "You know I never chose to stay by your side. You've always

drew back his hand and took out his phone. He pulled up a photo

a look at

eyes dropped

consent form-for egg