Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 87

Julia was missing.

Stella and Gina had spent hours combing the area around Dolphin Cove with Briony, but there wasn’t a single clue to be found.

Night had fallen, New Year’s Eve was one day closer, and the sky was dumping endless snow, blanketing the entire city in a relentless blizzard.

Briony wandered through the storm like a lost child, searching for any trace of Julia.

Where could her mother have gone?

This city was so vast, and yet the only place her mother could truly call home was their modest apartment near Dolphin Cove—a hundred square meters and nothing more. But Julia wasn’t there.

Why did she leave?

Briony couldn’t make sense of it. The guilt gnawed at her; she blamed herself for not looking after her mother, for not being thoughtful enough…

The wind and snow grew harsher, battering her slender frame until she staggered. Several times she slipped and fell, but each time she stubbornly pushed herself back to her feet.

No matter how Stella tried to talk sense into her, Briony wouldn’t listen. Searching for someone on foot in weather like this was madness—pure self-punishment.

Finally, when reasoning failed, Stella and Gina resorted to force, dragging Briony back into the car.

At four in the morning, Cedric Clarke’s phone rang.

Stella was on the line.

When he heard Julia was missing, Cedric sprang out of bed, dressed in record time, grabbed his car keys, and rushed out the door.

Twenty minutes later, his white Cayenne pulled up outside the Kensington estate gates.

A BMW idled nearby, headlights glowing in the darkness.

Cedric stepped out and walked over. As he approached, Stella and Briony climbed out of the BMW.

“I’m so sorry to trouble you again, Dr. Clarke,” Briony rasped, her voice hoarse.

Given the Clarke family’s influence in Northborough, even the Kensingtons wouldn’t dare turn Cedric away. The situation was urgent, and Briony had no choice but to ask for his help.

Cedric took one look at her face and frowned. “Wait in the car. Dr. Joyner and I will go in.”

Cedric shook his head. “We tried everything—reasoning, threats, you name it. She’s not here.”

Briony dropped her gaze. “Then where could she have gone?”

Northborough was enormous, but Briony couldn’t think of a single other place her mother might go.

In desperation, they even checked the Hudson family home—the last place Julia would ever choose. Cedric went with her. By the time they left, dawn had broken.

The snow had stopped, but the sky was still a dull gray.

Julia was still missing.

Cedric headed straight to the hospital—he had a major surgery scheduled that morning.

Stella called in to take the day off and accompanied Briony to the police station to file a report.

At nine a.m., Stella helped a dazed, exhausted Briony out of the precinct. Gina trailed behind, wiping tears from her cheeks.

She was eaten up with regret, still wondering if Julia would be safe now—if only she hadn’t left to run errands the day before, maybe none of this would have happened…