Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

What important business could Stewart possibly have with her? It could only be about the divorce.

But how could she talk about any of this with Irwin?

These were matters between adults; an innocent child like him shouldn't be dragged into it.

"Mom, come home with me, please!" Irwin tugged at Briony's hand, pleading in that sweet, coaxing way only a little boy could. "Please? I haven't seen Dad in days I really miss him!"

Briony sighed, resigned. "Alright. I'll take you home first."

"Yes!" Irwin cheered, eyes sparkling. "You're the best, Mom!"

Briony ruffled his hair, her gaze lingering on his bright, cherubic face. She let out a silent sigh.

After five years of marriage, it seemed Irwin's affection and dependence were the only things left that felt genuine.

Everything else was just empty promises and wishful thinking.

Half an hour later, Briony and Irwin arrived at Southcreek Manor.

Stewart wasn't home yet. Irwin managed to wait about ten minutes before his patience ran out.

"Mom, can you call Dad and ask when he'll be back?"

be home soon-she'd planned

phone rang and

Each time, no one

and tried to reassure Irwin, "Your dad's probably busy

his little brow furrowing in

was too busy comforting her to answer the phone? The thought made Irwin's anxiety bubble over. He even started to regret hugging Briony earlier;

up he became, and when he looked at Briony, there was a hint

distracted, busy texting her best friend and oblivious

reschedule the checkup for tomorrow?] Best Friend: [I'm on the morning shift tomorrow. Just come

guessing you still

her purse

a meme of an

grabbed her bag, and stood up. "Irwin, I'm going to the

Irwin didn't answer.

didn't think

bedroom door clicked shut on the second floor, Irwin darted to his own room, grabbed the smartwatch Rosita