Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 473

Briony answered the phone when Ferdinand called.

They arranged to meet at a café downstairs from her studio.

Ever since Briony learned about Ferdinand’s connection to Stewart, she’d grown noticeably more distant with him.

And Ferdinand, of course, had picked up on it.

They chose a table by the window.

Outside, traffic streamed past in a constant blur; inside, soft music drifted through the air.

A server brought their drinks.

Briony had ordered a black coffee—no milk, no sugar—the textbook choice for a much-needed pick-me-up.

Ferdinand, ever the health-conscious doctor, opted for a glass of lemon water.

He couldn’t hide his mild surprise when he saw her with the coffee.

He cleared his throat, his voice gentle. “Coffee isn’t exactly good for you, you know. You might want to cut back a little.”

“I’m aware.” Briony met his gaze, her expression calm and reserved. “Mr. Ellsworth, if you have something to say, please get to the point.”

Ferdinand looked at her, his heart heavy.