Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 76

Briony knelt upright on the unforgiving ground, fists clenched tightly at her sides.

Though she was on her knees, her back remained ramrod straight. Her face was calm, almost serene, as she stared up at Mack, who was still howling with laughter.

There was no fear or pleading in her delicate features. If anything, her eyes flashed with stubborn defiance—a refusal to break.

That only infuriated Mack further.

Not humble enough. Not nearly humiliated enough.

“Briony! That’s not how you beg for mercy!” Mack stormed down the steps, grabbed a fistful of her hair, and yanked her head back hard.

A jolt of pain shot through Briony, making her brow crease. Forced to look up at him, tears sprang to her eyes from the sting, but she stayed silent. Gritting her teeth, she glared at Mack, refusing to utter a sound.

Her defiance stabbed at him, sending his temper flaring. He pressed her head toward the rough pavement.

“Don’t know how to bow your head, do you? Want me to teach you?!”

“What are you so proud of, Briony? You’re nothing but the Kensington family’s cast-off! Who do you think you are, acting high and mighty in front of me?!”

“You thought Stewart was some prize you could easily snatch? He’s just toying with you! His real girlfriend is Rosita Lockwood—daughter of the Lockwoods, the hottest star in Hollywood! You’re nothing to him but a disposable plaything. Did you really think he’d break the rules for you, again and again?”

“Let me tell you—tonight, I’ll have a few guys take turns with you right here, and Stewart won’t even bother to show up!”

Briony’s forehead slammed into the coarse asphalt. The pain drained the color from her face in an instant.

The Kensingtons stood above on the steps, looking down at her, every face twisted in satisfaction at her misery.

From the shadows, Ottilie pulled out her phone and started filming, sending the footage to a massive group chat—over five hundred members, all sons and daughters of Northborough’s elite.

Five years ago, Briony had defied the Kensingtons to save Julia—something many in Northborough still remembered.

So when the video of Briony, once proud, now kneeling and bowing her head in humiliation outside the Kensingtons’ mansion, hit the group, the chat exploded.

Within minutes, the footage spread from one group to another, and then onto social media…

Meanwhile, Stella couldn’t reach Briony.