Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 677

January 10th. The snow in Northborough, which had been falling nonstop for over two weeks, finally let up.

The city lay blanketed in white, and the air brimmed with the anticipation of the holidays.

The doctor had good news—Briony was finally ready to leave isolation.

The bone marrow transplant had been a resounding success. Throughout the entire treatment, Briony had shown incredible strength, cooperating wholeheartedly with the doctors and nurses. The results were even better than anyone had hoped.

She’d managed to avoid all the typical complications leukemia patients usually faced.

Cedric Clarke and the team of specialists were both relieved and amazed.

At ten o’clock that morning, Briony officially left the isolation ward. A nurse wheeled her across the snowy courtyard to the small recovery wing.

She still needed several more weeks of careful observation and rehabilitation in the annex, but if all went well, she’d be discharged in time to spend New Year’s Eve at home with her family and friends.

Her loved ones had gathered in the small building, waiting for her with barely contained excitement.

After more than twenty days apart, seeing each other again felt utterly surreal.

Briony was still thin, and her skin had darkened a little—a minor side effect from the transplant, which would fade in time. Her once waist-length hair had been cut to her collarbone, and she wore a black knit hat pulled low over her ears.

Stella was the first to rush over, throwing her arms around Briony with tears streaming down her face. “I told you, Bryn! Good people like you—God just has to watch over them.”

Briony patted her friend’s back gently. “Come on now, everyone’s watching. Don’t cry.”

Truthfully, the rest of them weren’t holding up much better.

The women dabbed at their eyes, and the men wore watery smiles as they fought back tears.

They had all waited for this day for so long.

A shaft of sunlight broke through the thick winter clouds, illuminating the snowy city in a golden glow.

After all they’d been through, it felt as if even the heavens were rejoicing.

“Mommy!”

“Mommy!”

The voices of two young children called out from the doorway.

Briony turned.

But now, Briony had made it—she was out, she was alive, she’d won.

Stewart finally allowed himself to breathe.

Whatever it took, he thought, it was all worth it as long as she came back to them.

He spoke, his voice deep and gentle: “The kids had an event at school today. I dropped everything and brought them right after, just so they could see you.”

Briony hesitated, then gave a tired but genuine smile. “You didn’t have to rush. We’ll have plenty of time together from now on.”

“The kids couldn’t wait to see their mom.” Stewart’s voice was low, thick with emotion. “Bryn, congratulations. You’ve been given a new lease on life.”

Briony’s eyes softened. “Thank you.”

Briony blinked in surprise.

“Mommy’s skin changed a bit because she was sick,” Stewart explained gently. “She’ll be back to normal soon enough.”