Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 606

Blair was hiding something from her.

Noticing Briony’s silence, Autumn asked gently, “Ms. Kensington, is something wrong?”

“I’m fine.” Briony’s voice was steady, almost flat. “Do you often get visitors from outside on this island?”

“Hardly ever,” Autumn replied. “We’re pretty remote out here—no one really has a reason to come.”

Briony didn’t press further. “I’m a little tired. Would you take me back to my room?”

“Of course.”

Autumn led Briony back and helped her settle in.

Briony lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Seeing how truly exhausted she was, Autumn quietly pulled the blanket over her and slipped out, shutting the door behind her.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the quiet room.

Briony slowly opened her eyes.

Blindness. A world swallowed by darkness lay before her, leaving her helpless.

Even something as simple as leaving this room on her own was now out of reach.

Her thoughts drifted, unbidden, to her children.

Were they missing their mother? Were they crying for her, scared and confused because she couldn’t answer their calls?

A wave of confusion and despair washed over Briony.

Whether it was Stewart in the past, or Ferdinand now, men always seemed able to throw her life into chaos with barely any effort.

She was so tired. So very, very tired.

…

Blair returned to Goldfish Isle at dawn the next day.

Briony had just managed to doze off when the sound of the door opening startled her awake.

Footsteps approached—deliberate, unmistakable.

Briony knew, even without seeing, that Blair was back.

He stopped by her bedside, watching her with his lips pressed together, silent for a moment before saying, “Ms. Kensington, I know you’re awake.”

At that, Briony slowly opened her eyes.