Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 439

In the end, Briony decided to make the trip to Westenmar.

She told James about her plans.

James was worried about her going alone and insisted on coming with her.

Briony agreed—it felt safer to have someone with her.

That very night, they boarded the Delaney family’s private jet bound for Westenmar.

After a long overnight flight, they touched down at ten in the morning, local time.

As they exited the airport, Garry’s trusted female assistant was already waiting for them.

She led them to a sleek black town car parked outside.

The drive from the airport to the city center took a full forty minutes.

The car was eerily quiet the entire way.

The closer they got to their destination, the more anxious Briony became.

James noticed the tension in her shoulders and gently rested his hand on her.

Briony turned to glance at him.

“Don’t worry, Bryn,” he said softly, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m here. We’ll bring your son home together.”

Briony’s nose tingled, and she bit her lip, nodding.

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The black car wound through the gates of Garry’s private estate.

Inside, Garry’s assistant ushered Briony and James into the grand living room.

Garry lounged on the sofa, his long legs crossed, leaning back as he lazily puffed on a cigar.

He arched a brow, taking the cigar from his lips to blow a smoke ring. “You’re here! No need to be so formal—we’re all friends here. Make yourselves comfortable!”

Garry was always like this—casual to the point of arrogance.

Briony and James were used to his antics by now and didn’t bother indulging him.

They exchanged a glance but remained standing.

“Garry, where’s my son?” Briony asked, her voice tight.