Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

But Irwin didn't dare tell the truth. If Briony found out he'd eaten an entire tub of ice cream, she'd definitely end up blaming his mom!

His mother was so gentle, so loving-how could he let Briony scold her?

Afraid Briony might press him for answers, Irwin reached his arms up and said, "Mom, will you hold me?"

Briony instinctively moved to pick him up, but then paused, remembering she was pregnant now.

She ruffled Irwin's hair. "I'm not feeling so well today. How about Daddy holds you instead?"

Irwin's lips puckered in a pout. This was the first time Briony had ever refused to hold him.

Even when she was sick before, she would always scoop him into her arms. Did this mean Briony was upset with him?

Irwin watched Briony closely, his eyes full of worry. When he saw how pale she looked, a wave of anxiety washed over him.

"Mom, are you mad at me?" Irwin's voice was small and pleading. "I'm sorry. shouldn't have snuck the ice cream. I promise I'll never eat ice cream again."

Briony had always forbidden Irwin from eating sweets-especially ice cream- since he was born with asthma and a sensitive stomach. The doctor had been clear: absolutely no sweets or cold treats.

about to explain, but Stewart spoke up first.

was so certain, as if it

lashes fluttered. She pressed

looked at Briony, searching her face. "Mom, you're

course I'm not angry,

today?" Irwin's eyes reddened, his voice thick with hurt.

for a moment, then nodded.

doctor, they learned Irwin's throat was inflamed. The doctor prescribed some medicine and recommended a

carried Irwin upstairs to rest, while Briony headed to the kitchen to make some

later, she brought the

kids' room was slightly ajar,

said I'll be fine after I take my medicine... It's not your fault, okay? If you hadn't bought me that ice cream, I wouldn't have known how delicious it was! And

hand froze

Irwin's voice continued:

when I'm sick. She's downstairs making me soup right now! Your health isn't great, so I won't visit you for a few days-I don't want to give you my cold... But don't worry, Mom Bryn will take good

outside the door, Briony's grip tightened on