Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 286

“I’m back in Northborough.”

“What?” Cedric Clarke sounded genuinely shocked. “Why on earth did you come back?”

“I want to visit my son.”

Cedric paused at that. After a moment, he replied, “You won’t be able to get into the Wentworth family cemetery.”

“That’s why I’m calling you.”

Cedric let out a weary sigh. “Well, for Star’s sake, I guess I’ll just keep playing the part of the disloyal friend.”

Briony pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

“I’ll head over now,” Cedric said. “If you get there before I do, just wait for me.”

“Alright.”

After ending the call, Briony turned to gaze out the window, her eyes dark and distant.

…

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up outside the Wentworth family cemetery.

Briony paid the fare and stepped out into the cool evening air.

Her phone rang inside her bag—it was James.

“Those photos and videos definitely made things difficult for Rosita,” he sighed. “But they were all taken down within half a day. Just like four years ago. Stewart’s handiwork, no doubt.”

“I figured as much.” Briony’s tone was calm; she had expected this outcome. “That was just the appetizer. These days, Rosita not only has Stewart protecting her, but Garry as well. She cares a lot about her career. If we want to get to her, that’s where we need to start.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let her climb even higher,” Briony replied coldly.

She hung up. Moments later, she heard a car approaching behind her.

Turning, she saw Cedric Clarke getting out of his car.

He’d hardly changed in four years—if anything, he looked a little older, a little more mature.

Walking over, Cedric gave Briony a quick once-over. “You look much better than you did back then.”

Briony offered a faint smile. “I owe that to your help, Dr. Clarke. I wouldn’t be standing here today otherwise.”

Cedric raised an eyebrow. “Don’t flatter me. I only helped you for Star’s sake.”

Briony smiled softly but didn’t argue.

“Come on,” Cedric said. “I’ll talk to the groundskeeper. But I can’t promise he won’t report this to Stewart.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Briony replied quietly. “If I had the nerve to come back to Northborough, I’m ready to face Stewart sooner or later.”

Cedric looked at her in surprise. “So you’re planning to…?”

“The first step is filing for divorce,” Briony said, meeting his eyes. “You know, I have help these days—someone powerful. Stewart may not be able to hold out for long.”