Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 413

Stewart let her go.

“Bryn, don’t play games with me.”

He glanced at the food laid out on the table. “Behave yourself, and I’ll consider whatever you ask for.”

Briony’s hands tightened into fists.

So, Stewart wasn’t as easy to fool as she’d hoped.

But right now, she couldn’t afford to provoke him any further.

Slowly, step by step, she forced herself to the small table. The sound of the iron chain dragging across the floor echoed through the room, each scrape a fresh humiliation.

She had absolutely no appetite.

“Eat. These are all your favorites,” Stewart said, sinking into the chair across from her. He watched her, a hint of a smile in those dark eyes. “Go on, eat while it’s warm. Cold food isn’t good for your stomach.”

Briony stared at the dishes in front of her.

They really were foods she used to love.

But now, just looking at them made her stomach churn.

Stewart’s gaze stayed fixed on her. He was smiling, but there was something cold and menacing behind those eyes.

Briony lowered her head, picked up a fork, and forced a bite into her mouth.

It tasted like ashes.

Stewart picked up the other fork and speared a piece of meat, holding it out to her. “Eat more. You’ve lost weight.”

Under that chilling stare, Briony opened her mouth and let him feed her.

Her mouth was full, her stomach rebelling with every bite.

She chewed mechanically, numb and detached.

Stewart watched her in silence.

Finally, Briony couldn’t take it anymore. She dropped her fork, clapped a hand over her mouth, and bolted for the bathroom—

The chain rattled wildly behind her, a perfect symbol of how utterly trapped and desperate she was.

She fell to her knees in front of the toilet and vomited everything up.

From the hallway, Stewart heard the harsh retching, his hand clenching so tightly on his knee that his knuckles cracked.