Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 621

They never made it through all ten wedding dresses.

By the time Briony tried on the third, she collapsed without warning.

Ferdinand caught her just in time, startled to discover her skin was burning hot.

He scooped her up and hurried back to the motorhome.

Inside, he checked her pulse.

Briony lay quietly in his arms, her cheeks flushed a vivid red from the fever.

The results made Ferdinand’s expression grow grave.

He brought her back to Sanctonia Private Estate.

Carrying the unconscious Briony into the house, he strode straight through the living room, where Mary was watching TV. She jumped up the moment she saw them.

“What happened to Briony?”

Ferdinand didn’t spare her a glance, nor did he answer, but headed upstairs without pause.

Worry twisting in her chest, Mary followed after him.

Ferdinand laid Briony gently on the bed, and when he turned to find Mary at the door, his face was cold and commanding. “Go get Belinda—now.”

“Right away.”

Mary hurried off to call Belinda up.

Ferdinand instructed, “Help her out of the wedding dress.”

“On it!”

With that, Ferdinand turned and walked out.

Mary, still uneasy, said, “Let me help, too. Briony’s completely out of it—Belinda won’t be able to manage alone.”

Ferdinand, phone already in hand and clearly anxious to make a call, didn’t object.