Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony froze for a moment, then said quickly, "I'll call Dr. Clarke and have the driver take you to the hospital."

"Okay."

"Don't forget your hospital bag. I'll head straight there and meet you."

"Alright, we will!"

After hanging up, Briony swung her car around and sped toward Clarke Hospital.

Rain was pouring down, and traffic snarled at every intersection. As soon as she finished calling Cedric Clarke, Briony, still uneasy, dialed Marlene.

Marlene picked up almost immediately, saying they were already on their way to the hospital.

In the background, Briony could hear Mary's cries of pain.

"Put me on speaker," Briony urged, trying to soothe Mary as she navigated the slick city streets.

By the time Briony reached the hospital, she parked in a rush and hurried straight to maternity.

Mary had already been wheeled into the delivery room. Cedric Clarke stood just outside, his face taut with worry. Marlene was nearby, a few flecks of blood still staining her sleeve.

"How is she?" Briony asked, breathless.

Cedric's expression was grave. "She's had some bleeding. Director Charles is in there with her now, checking everything over. We don't know any more yet."

steadying her breathing as she looked at Cedric.

about to reply, when the delivery room door swung open. A nurse stepped out. "It was a rapid delivery with a second-degree tear, but you got her here just in time. It's a girl-six pounds, three ounces. The baby swallowed some fluid, so she's been taken to the neonatal unit for observation. The mom's being stitched up-if she's stable after two hours, we'll move her to

both let out a sigh

was moved from recovery

long after arriving in her room. As soon as she opened her eyes and saw Briony, she

brushed a strand of hair from Mary's pale face. "You did great. The baby swallowed a bit of fluid and needs a few days

didn't hear her cry..." Mary's eyes grew misty. "Briony, I think I

sleep?" Mary shook her head, insistent. "I'm not tired. I want

back for so long, had finally

whispered, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Briony, if he were still

her, not at a moment

eagerly, eyes shining through her tears.

the photo on her phone. "Look-she's so fair, with those big, beautiful eyes. Six pounds, three ounces. Honestly, I think she's even cuter than little

with pain.

cough and grew

Mary tried to speak, but a crushing tightness

something was wrong, Mary clutched Briony's hand, desperate to say what she needed before it was

want to name her Florrie. And... for her nickname, just Lori...'

wrong, Briony slammed her hand

nurses and

fluid embolism! We need to get her to