Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

This child had always been frail-born with asthma, no less-and the one thing he couldn't handle was getting worked up from crying.

After all, she'd raised him single-handedly since he was a baby. No matter what, Briony just couldn't bring herself to abandon him.

"Irwin, sweetheart, I'm not leaving you, okay? Please, don't cry."

All Briony wanted was to calm Irwin down first.

But Fiona, standing nearby, heard this and twisted it to her own ends.

"Briony, do you have any shame? Irwin isn't even your own child! How dare you say something like that?"

Fiona, who always carried herself with the air of a high-society matriarch, didn't bother to hide her contempt for Briony. Her voice was sharp, dripping with venom.

"No wonder Irwin's never warmed up to me all these years. He's devoted to you, calls you 'Mom,' and now I see why. You've been brainwashing him behind my back, haven't you?"

The accusation was outrageous. Briony's expression hardened, despite her concern for the child.

"Mrs. Wentworth, when Stewart and I married, I didn't ask for your blessing. If you don't accept me as your daughter-in-law, fine-I won't force it. But do you really think, in front of a five-year-old, you're being a good example? So tell me: am I the disrespectful one, or are you just abusing your age and status?"

"You!" Fiona was stunned by Briony's open defiance, her face flushing with anger. "Are you trying to provoke me right now?"

"Whether Stewart and I divorce is between us. Irwin can stay here with you if you like.

clung to Briony even harder, sobbing louder. "Mom, don't leave me! I don't

was already hoarse from

looked after Irwin for five years and had never seen him cry

turning to Fiona. "He's too upset to listen to reason right now. Let me take him

hand and started for

feet moving as fast as they

A voice called after them—Rosita, rushing out in

yard, Rosita caught Irwin

don't go! Mommy was wrong, but I had my reasons back then. I love

want you! Let me go, you're a bad lady!" Irwin tried to wrench his arm free, but Rosita just gripped him tighter, her nails

hurt from

help me! She's trying to take me

looked at Rosita, who wouldn't let

Irwin away, she shifted her desperate gaze

streamed down Rosita's beautiful face, making her