Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 117

Cedric Clarke thought Stewart was being more than a little paranoid.

From his perspective, Briony absolutely loathed Stewart at this point. If she really was pregnant, given the state of things between them, there was no way she’d keep the baby. Yet Stewart wouldn’t let it go—he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Cedric worried Stewart might go off the rails again because of this, so he reluctantly agreed to run the errand on his behalf.

Dean’s Office.

Cedric relayed Stewart’s request to Quentin.

Quentin listened with a raised brow, his tone cool. “Stewart seems awfully invested in this Ms. Kensington, doesn’t he?”

Cedric’s eyelid twitched. “You can ask Stewart yourself. The man’s a vault. I’ve known him for years and he’s barely shared a thing with me.”

Quentin gave a short laugh. “Can’t say I’ve ever been thrilled with him as a brother-in-law, but Rosita likes him. As her big brother, I’ve learned to let some things slide.”

Cedric thought privately, That’s rich—your brother-in-law isn’t exactly your biggest fan either!

Quentin said no more, just picked up the phone and dialed the extension for IT. “Dr. Clarke will be over soon. Help him pull some files.”

When he hung up, he glanced at Cedric. “Tell Stewart he owes me another favor.”

Cedric’s mouth twitched. “Noted.”

As soon as he stepped out of the dean’s office, Cedric rolled his eyes skyward.

What a smooth operator.

Inside the office, Quentin opened a drawer and pulled out a medical file.

It was the original, unaltered version.

Patient name: Briony.

Quentin lit a cigarette, took a few slow drags, then picked up his phone and dialed Rosita.

She answered after a few rings, her voice gentle. “Quentin?”

“Rosita, Stewart’s been in an accident.”

“An accident?” Rosita’s voice sharpened with panic. “How? Is he—how bad is it?”

Quentin soothed her. “Don’t worry. He was rushed to the hospital in time. He’s not in any danger.”