Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 722

The flight lasted eleven long hours.

The private jet landed at Sydney Airport at 7:05 a.m. local time.

The May air in Sydney was damp. The sky was a hazy gray, and a light drizzle was falling.

Briony and Cedric left the airport and took a cab directly to the apartment Stella was renting near the university.

Half an hour later, they pulled up in front of the building.

Just as the cab stopped, the front door of the apartment building swung open, and a man and a woman emerged, walking side by side.

It was Stella.

She was chatting with a young man, and both of them had faint smiles on their faces.

The young man opened an umbrella, tilting it to shield Stella from the rain. He was of Asian descent, tall and slender, with a handsome, fair face. Standing next to Stella, they looked very much like a couple.

They were talking and laughing, the atmosphere between them warm and friendly.

Briony hadn't expected to be greeted with such a scene, and a terrible premonition washed over her.

She turned to look at Cedric in the front passenger seat.

He was staring intently at Stella and the young man, his profile rigid, his jaw clenched tight.

Briony knew he was furious.

She was about to say something to calm him down, but Cedric had already thrown the door open and stormed out of the car.

"Dr. Clarke…"

Briony gasped, quickly paid the driver, and jumped out to follow him.

But it was too late.

With a startled cry from Stella, Cedric punched the young man, sending him crashing to the ground.

"Cedric Clarke, are you insane?!"

Stella stood up and walked toward Cedric, step by step.

She looked at the man before her, his face twisted with an anger so intense he was almost unrecognizable. He was a stranger.

A voice in her heart whispered, Just let it go. Even the most passionate love has been worn away by these endless arguments.

Now, not only did Cedric not believe in her love for him, he didn't even believe in her as a person.

So this was what it meant for two people in love to become unrecognizable, to hate the sight of each other…

A sharp pain spread through Stella's chest, and her face grew pale. "Cedric Clarke, do you really mean all of that?"

Cedric's hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.

His heart ached and swelled, feeling like it was about to explode.

He had lost all control of his reason, and every word he spoke was laced with poison.