Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 229

“Emma!”

Stella let out a startled cry. Even though she was wearing her seatbelt, the sudden swerve of the bus sent her tumbling right into Cedric Clarke’s side—

Cedric’s reflexes kicked in, and his hand shot out to steady Stella. In that instant, he felt something soft brush against his cheek.

Stella had accidentally kissed Cedric on the face…

“Sorry!”

She jerked back immediately, about to stammer out an explanation—when the bus lurched again.

Thrown backward by the motion, Stella’s eyes widened in alarm!

“Watch out!”

Cedric reached for her just in time, but the bus swayed again—

Stella landed right back in Cedric’s arms!

And then, before either of them could react, their lips met—firmly, unmistakably.

Their eyes locked, both of them staring in disbelief, each more stunned than the other.

Stella: “…”

Cedric: “…”

Honk, honk—

The bus’s horn echoed through the winding mountain roads.

Inside, everyone was tossed about, struggling to stay upright.

The road twisted and turned, forcing the driver to slow down.

Stella clung to the seatback in front of her, not daring to glance at Cedric again.

But the bus kept rocking, and more than once she found herself leaning helplessly toward him. This time, though, she was smarter—she turned her head to the window, so even if she toppled over, at least she could avoid another embarrassing mishap.

There were moments when Stella ended up very close to Cedric. Strands of her hair, carrying a faint scent, brushed past his nose and slipped inside his collar.

It lasted only a heartbeat, but Cedric couldn’t ignore the wild thumping in his chest.

If Stella had looked over just then, she would have seen the famously composed Dr. Clarke, cheeks flushed for no apparent reason.

*

The plane landed in Silveridge at eight that evening.

Unlike Northborough, Silveridge was dry and pleasant, the air crisp and cool.

As Briony exited the terminal, she spotted Carney and Gwendolyn White waiting in the distance.

“Professor, Mrs. Winslow!”

Carney and Gwendolyn hurried over.

“You must be starving,” Gwendolyn said, taking Briony’s suitcase and handing it to Carney.

Carney smiled warmly, accepting the luggage without a word.

“I’m alright,” Briony replied with a smile, then asked, “You’ve both had dinner already, right?”