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

did you

patted his cartoon backpack. "And I brought the

you're still under the weather. Go

"Okay!"

backpack, Irwin scampered off to the

son, Briony felt

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

really shouldn't let herself get upset with a

opened her shopping app and bought all the children's books and educational toys she'd been eyeing

Stewart and Rosita at the Wentworth estate this year. The things she'd just bought would be her New Year's

late into the night,

to the lounge, Irwin was already

and gently lifted the covers. Irwin was clutching a kid's smartwatch

limited-edition model, and the price tag was

had bought it

seemed Rosita was also trying to be a

pretend it didn't affect her, but she knew that Irwin growing closer

wasn't something she could stop, or even had the

be there