Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony fell silent.

"Bri, how did you get poisoned before?"

There was no way Briony could tell Kendal the truth. Kendal had always been proud of Ferdinand; if he ever found out what Ferdinand had done, it would crush him.

Briony turned to Stewart for help.

Stewart understood her meaning and tactfully avoided mentioning Ferdinand. Instead, he asked, "Dr. Ellsworth, do you have any way to ease Bryn's symptoms?"

Kendal thought for a moment. "I need to meet with your attending physician."

At that, Stewart immediately stood up. "I'll contact him right away."

Kendal's arrival brought a glimmer of hope to Briony's situation.

Cedric Clarke escorted Kendal to meet the head of Briony's medical team.

That day, several specialists—both from traditional and Western medicine— gathered in the consulting room. They spent four or five hours discussing Briony's condition, going over every detail.

Three days later, a new treatment plan was confirmed.

It combined Kendal's acupuncture therapy, Western medications to suppress the spread of cancer cells, and immune-boosting drugs—all in the hope of buying more time for a bone marrow match.

Meanwhile, everyone close to Briony was doing their part-posting online, searching for donors with rare blood types, and asking them to come in for matching.

...

later, Briony's condition had visibly improved. She looked and

to be discharged

hospital respected her wishes. As long as a patient's condition was stable, they never insisted on keeping them

morning, Briony completed her

was finally ready

insisted on hosting

worried that if she didn't pull through, her passing would take place at Skybreeze Retreat. That house had been his father and mother's honeymoon home all those years

feel guilty, so after discussing it,

well-known spiritual advisor. They settled on August 8th-a lucky

start, some good fortune-Briony hoped it would

day, the weather was perfect-clear blue skies and sunshine.

had come to stay with

was just a modest gathering, they couldn't skip

with a bit of makeup, gently covering the traces of illness on her face. Then she picked out a soft blush-pink dress-a sleeveless style, with a cream cardigan

much weight, though, her collarbones were

chin. "You need a necklace. Hold on, let

Knock, knock-

on

went over

Stewart stood outside.

here early,"