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."

as she looked at Cedric. "All

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,

Marlene both let out a

moved from recovery to a private VIP suite Briony

room. As soon as she opened her eyes and saw

of hair from Mary's pale face. "You did great. The baby swallowed a bit of fluid and needs a few days in the NICU, but don't worry-Dr. Clarke already

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

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

emotions, held back for so long, had finally overflowed with her

he wanted a daughter," Mary whispered, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Briony, if he

disappoint her, not at a moment

eyes shining through her tears. "Let

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

her expression twisting with pain. Suddenly her

cough and grew alarmed.

Mary tried to speak, but a crushing tightness in her chest left her

something was wrong, Mary clutched Briony's hand, desperate to say what

Florrie. And... for

Briony slammed her hand against the nurse

and doctors rushed

to get her to emergency-now,