Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 633

“Bone marrow transplant…”

Ferdinand’s gaze was somber as he stared at Briony lying in the hospital bed. “I understand. You can leave us,” he said softly.

The foreign doctor nodded, then quietly slipped out of the room.

Ferdinand sat down at Briony’s bedside and reached out to feel her forehead.

Still running a slight fever.

Briony frowned, her eyelids heavy as she struggled to open them.

“You’re awake. Do you want some water?”

“Yes, please.”

He poured her a glass and helped her drink through a straw.

The water made Briony feel a little more alert. She looked up at Ferdinand, her voice tentative. “I thought I heard you telling the doctor you wanted to take me to Switzerland?”

Ferdinand set the glass on the nightstand. “That’s right. My father invested in a research institute there. They might be able to develop a cure for you.”

Her breath caught.

So it wasn’t a dream—Ferdinand really did intend to take her to Switzerland.

Fred Wentworth’s institute. Could they really come up with a cure for leukemia?

If they could, why would Fred have fought so hard to reclaim The Wentworth Group?

That meant… Ferdinand wanted to turn her into the next Malvina Ellsworth.

A chill crept down Briony’s spine.

Now, tomorrow’s wedding was more crucial than ever.

No matter what, she had to stall Ferdinand. She had to make sure Stewart’s plan succeeded.

She could die—but she would never let herself become a lab rat.

But until then, she had to keep up the act.

“I don’t want to go to Switzerland.” Briony’s gaze was steady as she looked at Ferdinand. “I heard Dr. Jaime just now. The best treatment for my condition is a bone marrow transplant, but the match rate is too low. Ferdinand, I don’t want to end up like your mother, being used as a test subject. Please, just let me go with dignity.”

“Don’t talk like that, Bryn.” Ferdinand’s hand moved gently across her cheek. “If you die, you won’t be the only one.”

Briony glared at him.

Another threat.