Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 626

Inside the tiny fitting room, Briony stood frozen, her arms full of lacy lingerie she had no intention of trying on.

The space was barely three feet wide-cramped even for one person. But, as if that weren't enough, this particular fitting room opened up to a narrow staircase leading to a loft above a makeshift storage attic.

She heard footsteps approaching.

Sensing something, Briony looked up.

A figure dressed in black appeared in the doorway.

It was a man-black baseball cap pulled low, half his face hidden behind a mask, only his eyes visible: narrow, deep-set, and impossible to read.

He was tall. With two long strides, he descended the twisting wooden steps from the attic and stood before her.

The moment he appeared, Briony understood what Mary had been planning all along.

She stared at the man in front of her, her thoughts scattered, as if time itself had stopped.

was still dressed as

world still believed Stewart was dead-he had to remain

in Blair's disguise, to

told him she already

in a heavy silence, each

it was

let out a weary sigh, and reached

Briony saw his face-sharp features, striking and familiar, nothing like the scarred, twisted visage she'd seen

there was someone else playing Blair. Or maybe Blair had only ever existed during that first interview, and since then, it had always been Stewart

the mask,

He was scared, too.

wouldn't want to see him. Afraid

he revealed himself, she didn't so much

a whisper, trembling with emotion. He felt a painful tightness in his chest, his eyes

say, and yet, he couldn't find

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