Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 672

Briony squeezed her hand, shaking her head at her like she was a silly girl.

Carey broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

When they left Starlight Entertainment, Stewart was the one driving.

Briony sat in the back, her body weak, leaning into the seat.

Stewart glanced at her in the rearview mirror. "Are you feeling sick?"

Briony shook her head, gazing out the window at the passing city. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Stewart, I feel like I haven't really looked at this city in so long. Could you drive me around for a bit?"

Stewart's hands tightened almost imperceptibly on the steering wheel.

He lowered his lashes and answered softly, "Of course."

The black Bentley wound its way down the city boulevard.

They drove past the bustling heart of downtown, the streets painted in neon and laughter.

Then they slipped into the university district, lined with rows of golden-leaved trees.

The tires crunched over a carpet of fallen leaves, sending them swirling into the air-little sprites in golden cloaks, dancing on the autumn wind. The car's shadow stretched behind them, drifting farther and farther away, until those golden leaves fluttered back to earth.

A sparrow swooped down from a nearby branch, snatching up a leaf before taking off again.

Autumn had arrived. And with it, winter couldn't be far behind.

...

of Pearbrook, the black Bentley came to a

setting sun had painted the sky

sat with

his voice gentle

opened her

at Pearbrook,"

rolled down the

faint scent of blooming flowers-a fragrance

sky, where the last

sunset painted a flush of color across her pale, fragile face, lending her

door opened and Briony

hurriedly unbuckled and

of flowering

drifting down

Stewart quietly trailing

grew heavier, her steps faltering

herself onto an empty

top

took it, sipped the warm water, and felt

back to Stewart, who

about wanting

Stewart froze.

to look at her,

is beautiful, but I don't want to rest here forever," Briony said, offering him a faint smile. "If don't make it through this, please find a peaceful place for me somewhere with good energy. Somewhere that

was strained, his throat tight, "don't talk

can, but if I'm not around, I'll always feel like I let our children down. I want to

off, taking a deeper

by so quickly. In the blink of an eye, the twins are almost

away. "I remember, years ago, I stood right there and watched a woman playing with her little

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