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.

still

knew the world still believed Stewart was dead-he had

in Blair's disguise, to

Mr. Hoffman told him she already

eyes in a heavy silence, each

end, it was

his eyes, let out a weary

features, striking and familiar, nothing like the scarred, twisted visage she'd

only ever existed during that first interview, and since then, it had always been

Stewart pulled off the mask, his heart

He was scared, too.

to see him. Afraid she'd

calm now. Even as he revealed himself, she didn't so much

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

to say, and yet, he couldn't find

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