Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 587

When Briony returned to the hospital room, Little Nina was already asleep again.

Blair saw her come in and immediately stood up. “Ms. Kensington.”

Briony gave him a calm look. “Thank you, Blair. You’ve been a tremendous help.”

“You’re too kind, Ms. Kensington. Little Nina is delightful. It’s an honor that she trusts me and feels comfortable around me,” Blair replied, head slightly bowed.

Briony nodded. “It’s true. Little Nina’s always been outgoing, but you’re the first man she’s only met a handful of times and still trusts so much.”

A flicker of joy flashed in Blair’s eyes beneath the brim of his cap.

He thought he’d masked his reaction well, but Briony had already taken it all in.

…

Little Nina stayed in the hospital for five days, and Briony was there by her side almost the entire time.

Blair, too, barely left their side, keeping a quiet, watchful presence.

On the sixth day, Little Nina had fully recovered and was discharged.

Briony brought her back to Skybreeze Retreat, leaving her in the care of Carol and Marlene, then hurried straight to Starlight Entertainment.

Mary was in trouble!

Last night, a tabloid broke the story that Mary hadn’t gone abroad for advanced studies, but had secretly gone overseas to have a baby.

The informant sounded convincing, even providing high-resolution candid photos of Mary entering and leaving a private hospital abroad.

As soon as Briony got the news, she called Mary right away.

But Mary’s phone was unreachable.

Briony refused to believe Mary would do such a thing. She immediately ordered the PR department to pull the trending topic.

The story was taken down, but Mary’s fans still demanded an explanation from her personally, refreshing her socials nonstop, waiting for her to respond.

…

When the usual channels failed to reach Mary, Briony had no choice but to turn to less conventional methods.

She contacted Lorna Riley.

Six months ago, before Lorna left, she’d hugged Briony and slipped a business card into her coat pocket. On it was just a phone number and a note: If you ever need anything, call me. I’ll help if I can.

Briony hadn’t noticed until she got home that day, but she’d kept the card, never expecting it would come in handy so soon.

Lorna worked fast. Less than an hour later, Briony had a reply.

On the phone, Lorna said, “I’m sending you Mary’s current address in Nortia. But listen, this place isn’t somewhere just anyone can get into.”

“What kind of place is it?” Briony asked.

“Sanctonia Private Estate. It’s got private one-on-one medical care and its own security team. In Nortia, only the real heavyweights can afford a place like that.”