Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony dialed Stewart's number.

She wanted him to come pick up Irwin.

But Stewart didn't answer.

He was obviously ignoring her on purpose.

Frustration welled up inside Briony, her expression turning cold.

Irwin looked at her, eyes rimmed red. He choked up and said, "Mom, am I bothering you? If you don't want me around anymore, I can just leave..."

Tears began to spill down his cheeks.

Briony's heart softened instantly. She pulled him into a gentle hug and soothed him, "Of course I still want you here. I'm just swamped with work these days, and since you're still not feeling well, I'm worried I won't be able to take care of you properly."

"I'm not running a fever anymore," Irwin insisted.

He grabbed Briony's hand and placed it on his forehead. "See, Mom? I'm really not sick now. I'll be good and won't disturb you while you're working. Please don't send me away, okay?"

Whenever Irwin played the sweetheart, Briony was helpless.

She sighed and stroked his still-warm cheek. "Did you finish the soup I made for you?"

said proudly. "I drank the whole

did you

his cartoon backpack. "And I brought the toys and bedtime storybooks you bought for

him on the nose. "You never forget your bedtime stories, do you? All right, you're still under the weather. Go lie down and get some rest. I

"Okay!"

backpack, Irwin scampered off to the

sweet, sensible son, Briony felt a

still just a child. It was only natural for him to rely on his parents. Even though he'd reconnected with Rosita, he still thought of

shouldn't let herself get

and bought all the children's books and educational toys she'd

Rosita at the Wentworth estate this

worked late into the night,

she returned to the lounge, Irwin was already

she tiptoed to the bed and gently lifted the covers. Irwin was clutching

was a limited-edition model, and the price tag was well into the

Rosita had bought it for

Rosita was also trying to be

didn't affect her, but she

she could stop, or

she could do was be there