Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 43

When Briony arrived at the hospital, she had just stepped into the elevator when footsteps echoed behind her.

Catching the movement in the polished reflection of the elevator wall, Briony saw Stewart approaching.

She pressed her lips together and ignored him.

Stewart entered the elevator, gave her a cool glance, and then moved to stand behind her.

A moment later, six or seven more people squeezed in, making the small space instantly crowded.

A plump woman in front shuffled closer, forcing Briony to take a few steps back.

Her back was now almost—though not quite—touching Stewart’s broad, solid chest.

He stood a full head taller than her, and she could faintly catch that familiar, subtle hint of mint on his skin.

Unbidden, memories flickered through her mind.

She recalled the past five years: tying his tie for him in the mornings like any dutiful wife as he got ready for work; and how, like any ordinary husband, he’d wrap an arm around her waist and press a soft kiss to her lips before leaving…

Looking back now, the whole routine felt painfully ironic.

Briony forced herself to shake off the thoughts and focus on the present, resolutely ignoring the man behind her.

When the elevator reached Julia’s floor, the doors slid open. Briony slipped out quickly.

This time, Stewart didn’t follow. He stayed where he was, watching her as she walked away.

She didn’t look back. Her figure disappeared down the hallway, the closing elevator doors cutting off his view.

…

Briony told Gina to head home and get some rest—she could come back in the morning.

Not long after Gina left, Stella arrived.

The two of them slipped into the tiny break room, closed the door, and lowered their voices to discuss the latest online drama.

“Rosita just posted a long statement backing you up,” Stella said. “But honestly, I doubt she wrote it herself. Feels like she hired a PR pro to do it.”

Briony pulled up Facebook and found the post.