Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 186

She reached up and brushed it aside with her fingertips. Amid the sound of crashing waves, she heard the man’s low voice: “Everything will be delivered to your room tonight. You’ll understand then.”

At his words, Briony asked no further questions. She simply turned and walked straight toward the parked cars across the lot.

Stewart glanced back at her.

The woman’s figure was slender, her long hair whipped into disarray by the sea breeze, the hem of her dress fluttering around her legs.

He turned away in silence.

…

Back at the hotel, Stewart took a call and then drove off again.

Cedric Clarke didn’t go with him. Instead, he made his way to Stella and Briony’s room and knocked on the door.

Stella answered. “Dr. Clarke, is something wrong?”

“How’s Ms. Kensington feeling? Would you like me to take a look at her?”

Stella frowned. “You’re a surgeon. Internal medicine isn’t your specialty, is it?”

Cedric replied, “My grandfather practiced traditional medicine. I picked up a few things from him as a kid—I could check her pulse, if Ms. Kensington would like.”

Check her pulse? Absolutely not!

Stella cut him off coldly. “I know Bryn’s condition best. There’s no need to trouble you.”

With that, she shut the door in his face.

Outside, Cedric stared at the closed door, brow slightly furrowed.

Was Stella... overreacting a little?

He rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

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It was barely three in the afternoon, but Briony was exhausted. She lay down and quickly drifted off again.

Once more, she dreamed of rivers of blood pooling beneath her, jolting her awake in terror.

The room was dim except for the small nightlight beside her bed.

Hearing her stir, Stella, who’d been sprawled on the other bed playing games on her phone, set it aside. “Awake?”

“Yeah.” Briony wiped her forehead—her skin was slick with cold sweat.

Stella turned on the overhead light.

The room filled with a warm glow.

Briony sat up just as her phone buzzed on the nightstand.

A message had come in.

She opened it and saw several wedding photos.

Of Stewart and Rosita.