Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 516

Stella blinked in surprise, as if she could hardly believe what she was hearing.

“Bryn, it’s strange,” she said quietly. “Back when you were hopelessly in love with Stewart, I don’t think you ever truly understood him. But now that you don’t love him anymore, it’s almost as if... you see him more clearly than ever.”

Briony paused, caught off guard by the observation.

The living room was silent except for the low, bubbling sound of the kettle boiling in the kitchen.

No one picked up the thread of conversation again.

…

Upstairs at Southcreek Manor, in the master bedroom.

After the IV drip, Stewart’s condition finally stabilized, though he remained unconscious.

Dr. Cedric Clarke packed away his medical kit and stepped out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind him.

Waiting in the hallway were Lorna, Carl, and Carol—all three watching Cedric with anxious expressions.

Cedric pressed his lips together and sighed. “For now, he’s stable,” he said, “but his illness is progressing much faster than any of us expected.”

Carl’s eyes reddened. “Dr. Clarke, Mr. Wentworth is still so young. Please, there must be something more you can try.”

Cedric shook his head, his voice heavy. “You all need to prepare yourselves. I’m afraid… he may not make it through the summer.” The words weighed on him—he hated to admit it, but there was nothing more he could do.

It was late July. The kids’ summer break was already halfway over.

Summers in Northborough were brief; by the end of August, you could already feel the first hints of autumn in the air.

Which meant Stewart likely had less than two months left.

The realization left everyone in stunned silence.

Carol hadn’t worked for Stewart long, but it was obvious to her how much he loved his two children.