Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 718

Vernon was, after all, just an eight-year-old boy. In this situation, Briony couldn't bring herself to stand by and do nothing.

She could see he was terrified of the dark-so much so, it bordered on a phobia.

And from the way Vernon spoke, it was clear that Xenia Cooper was extremely strict with him.

Briony thought of Stewart.

Cedric Clarke had mentioned before that Stewart's childhood had been just as harsh, thanks to Fiona Clarke.

Briony wrapped her arms around Vernon's trembling body, gently patting his back and speaking in a soft, soothing voice. "It's alright, sweetheart. The elevator's just having some trouble-they'll have it fixed soon, and someone's already on the way..."

Her voice was calm and gentle, echoing through the pitch-black, cramped elevator.

"I'm right here with you... you're not alone."

Gradually, Vernon's sobs quieted under her comfort.

He still clung tightly to Briony, his small body shaking.

Briony kept comforting him, softly humming a lullaby.

Little by little, Vernon's tense, shivering body began to relax in the warmth of her song.

About ten minutes later, there was movement outside.

"Ms. Kensington!"

called out, "I'm

is on their way. Just hang in there a

but this boy-he seems to be suffering

"Understood!"

an hour, the elevator

was about to step in when a tall figure

darted straight to Briony, dropping to a knee and gripping

Briony stared, surprised.

Why was Stewart here?

Stewart frowned when she didn't answer, scanning

fine," she replied coolly. "But... he's

then did

so fiercely his face

darkened. "Vernon,

Vernon didn't respond.

big

out and gently pulled at

limp body

paled. "He's

frowned, scooping Vernon into his arms and hurrying out

out because of the elevator malfunction. Morally and practically,

...

brought Vernon

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