Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 178

“Wait a second!”

James stepped in front of Briony, his expression stern. “We just got off a plane, and now you want Bryn to hop on another long-haul flight? Even a pack mule would call it quits by now!”

“Exactly!” Stella pulled Briony over to her side and glared at Stewart, her voice brimming with outrage. “If you want to go chasing after love like a lunatic, that’s your business. Bryn isn’t about to join you on your wild goose chase!”

Stewart fixed his gaze on James, his eyes cold and unreadable.

He was a little taller than James, and dressed head-to-toe in his usual black, he radiated an intimidating presence that was hard to ignore.

“This is between me and Briony. You have no right to interfere.”

James didn’t back down in the slightest. His brows were knitted in defiance, and the handsome lines of his face were set with the stubborn pride of youth.

“Whatever concerns Bryn concerns me—that’s all there is to it!”

His voice rang out, clear and unyielding.

At that, Stewart’s brows arched slightly.

He turned his gaze to Briony, his lips curving into a faint, sardonic smile. “And what about you, Bryn? Do you agree with him?”

Briony met his eyes, her own gaze cool and detached.

Honestly, she didn’t have the energy for another long-haul flight to Ghana right now.

After a week of sightseeing in Cloudcrest City—even with Stella and James doing their best to look after her—she still felt a bone-deep exhaustion she couldn’t quite shake, probably thanks to her pregnancy.

All she wanted was to go home, take a hot shower, and collapse into her own bed for a good night’s sleep.

“He’s right,” she said quietly. “I’m tired. I need a few days to rest.”

Stewart replied, “I’ve already arranged a private jet. You can rest on the way.”

Briony’s expression turned icy. “I get terrible motion sickness. I can’t handle another twelve or twenty hours in the air.”

Stewart pressed his lips together, studying her face.

After a long moment, he let out a sigh that sounded almost resigned. “I had Cedric Clarke bring motion sickness meds.”

“Stewart,” Briony said, her chest rising and falling, “can’t you wait just a few days?”