Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 61

The blizzard was relentless, and the wipers thrashed frantically across the windshield as Stella crawled along the empty road.

Inside the car, the heater was on full blast, and gentle music drifted through the warm air.

Briony leaned back, eyes closed, her whole body as still as Milo beside her.

Stella kept sneaking glances her way.

She didn’t know exactly what had happened back at Southcreek Manor, but she could sense Briony had been hurt badly this time.

Honk! Honk!

Suddenly, a car horn blared from behind.

Stella glanced in the rearview mirror.

A sleek black Maybach was barreling up behind them, closing in fast.

“Is that Stewart’s car behind us?” she asked, tension creeping into her voice.

Briony slowly opened her eyes, looked into the mirror, and frowned slightly. “It’s him.”

“He’s flashing his lights at us!” Stella pressed harder on the gas. “Seriously, what does he want now?!”

“Just ignore him,” Briony replied quietly.

“As if I’d do anything else,” Stella muttered.

She gripped the wheel tighter, her nerves firing as she sped up. “Buckle up, Bryn! I’m about to floor it!”

But the weather was too fierce—sixty miles an hour was already pushing the limits of Stella’s skills in this storm.

It wasn’t long before the Maybach overtook them.

Stella was still cursing under her breath when the Maybach suddenly swerved, fishtailing right in front of them.

Stella’s eyes went wide as she slammed on the brakes—

Briony lurched forward from the momentum, but her seatbelt kept her safe.

Trying to steady her breathing, Stella turned to Briony. “Bryn, are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

“I’m fine,” Briony said, shaking her head. “Are you?”

“Me? Right now I want to give Stewart a piece of my mind! I swear, if I get out of this car— I’ll— I’ll punch a hole in his—”

She never finished her sentence.