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

Stewart

in Blair's disguise, to

told him she already

eyes in a heavy silence, each lost in their own

it was Stewart who

a weary sigh, and reached up to remove his

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

there was someone else playing Blair. Or maybe Blair had only ever existed during that first interview, and

Stewart pulled off the mask, his

He was scared, too.

to see him. Afraid she'd

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

barely more than a whisper, trembling with

much he wanted to say, and yet,

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