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Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 177
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Chapter 178 "Wait a second!" James stepped in front of Briony, his expression stern. "We just got off a plane, and now you want Bryn to hop on another long-haul flight? Even a pack mule would call it quits by now!" "Exactly!" Stella pulled Briony over to her side and glared at Stewart, her voice brimming with outrage. "If you want to go chasing after love like a lunatic, that's your business. Bryn isn't about to join you on your wild goose chase!" Stewart fixed his gaze on James, his eyes cold and unreadable.

He was a little taller than James, and dressed head-to-toe in his usual black, he radiated an intimidating presence that was hard to ignore.

"This is betweenand Briony. You have no right to interfere." James didn't back down in the slightest. His brows were knitted in defiance, and the handslines of his face were set with the stubborn pride of youth.

"Whatever concerns Bryn concernsthat's all there is to it!" His voice rang out, clear and unyielding.

At that, Stewart's brows arched slightly.

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He turned his gaze to Briony, his lips curving into a faint, sardonic smile. "And what about you, Bryn? Do you agree with him?" Briony met his eyes, her own gaze cool and detached.

Honestly, she didn't have the energy for another long-haul flight to Ghana right now.

After a week of sightseeing in Cloudcrest City-even with Stella and James doing their best to look after her-she still felt a bone-deep exhaustion she couldn't quite shake, probably thanks to her pregnancy.

All she wanted was to go home, take a hot shower, and collapse into her own bed for a good night's sleep.

"He's right," she said quietly. "I'm tired. I need a few days to rest." Stewart replied, "I've already arranged a private jet. You can rest on the way." Briony's expression turned icy. "I get terrible motion sickness. I can't handle another twelve or twenty hours in the air." Stewart pressed his lips together, studying her face.

After a long moment, he let out a sigh that sounded almost resigned. "I had Cedric Clarke bring motion sickness meds." "Stewart," Briony said, her chest rising and falling, "can't you wait just a few days?" "I've made all the arrangements over there." Stewart's tone softened, just a touch. "Just three days. That's all I'm asking." Briony bit back her frustration, knowing better than anyone how immovable Stewart could be.

Once he set his mind on something, nothing short of an earthquake would change his plans.

Three days.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then looked at Stewart again.

"Fine, Stewart. But remember what you just promised." Her voice was flat, drained of all emotion; her eyes were exhausted, as if every last bit of energy had been wrung out of her.

Looking at him now, she found she didn't even have it in her to be angry anymore.

Stewart met her gaze, and for a moment, it felt like an invisible hand squeezed his heart.

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He drew a tight breath, his Adam's apple bobbing, and answered in a low voice, "Alright." James, upon hearing Briony agree to go to Ghana, immediately grew anxious. "Briony, are you really going?"

She took another steadying breath, turned to James, and managed an and small, reassuring smile. "Don't worry.

I know what I'm doing." She understood that he was worried about her health-her answer was meant to put his mind at ease.

James heard the unspoken meaning in her words and let out a sigh, torn sigh, torn between concern and exasperation. "With a personality like yours... one of these days, you're going to be the death of me!" Briony just pressed her lips together and stared at the floor, saying nothing more.

Stewart's gaze flicked briefly over James before he turned to Stella. "Dr. Joyner, would you be willing to join us in Ghana?"

"Me? Really?" Stella was surprised-it but would be great to go with Briony, b this was so sudden shed already stretched her vacation days to the limit; asking for more toff from the hospital was almost unthinkable. Stewart seemed to pick up on her hesitation. "If you decide to come, I'll speak to Dr. Quentin myself about your leave." Well, that settled it! "I'm in!" Stella grinned at Briony. "Bryn, let's go together. Think of it as another all- expenses-paid adventure!"