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. "All the checkups have been fine.

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

let out

Mary was moved from recovery to

her room. As soon as she opened her eyes and saw Briony, she

Mary's pale face. "You did great. The baby swallowed a bit of fluid

Mary's eyes grew misty.

don't you try to sleep?" Mary shook her head, insistent. "I'm not

long, had finally overflowed with

always said he wanted a daughter," Mary whispered, tears sliding down her cheeks.

couldn't bear to disappoint her, not

eyes shining through her tears. "Let

on her phone. "Look-she's so fair, with those big, beautiful eyes. Six pounds,

her expression twisting with pain.

grew alarmed. "Mary? Are you

a crushing tightness in

clutched Briony's hand, desperate

for her nickname,

something was terribly wrong, Briony slammed her hand against

seconds, nurses and

fluid embolism! We need to get her to emergency-now,