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

had painted the sky in brilliant

Briony sat with

his voice gentle as he called,

opened her

at Pearbrook," Stewart said

down

breeze off the water drifted in, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers-a fragrance that soothed the

the sky, where the last rays of red lingered on the

across her pale, fragile face, lending

opened and Briony stepped

unbuckled and

of flowering trees lined the

petals drifting down in

ahead, Stewart

heavier, her steps faltering under the

onto

her, unscrewed the top from a

it, sipped the warm

handed the thermos back to

remember what you said, about wanting your ashes scattered here

Stewart froze.

look

forever," Briony said, offering him a faint smile. "If don't make it through this, please find a peaceful place

his

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

deeper breath, her voice

the blink of

and watched a woman playing with her little child-maybe two, three years old. That moment hit me hard. It was then I finally

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