Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The bathroom door slammed shut, and moments later, the unmistakable sound of Briony retching echoed from within.

Whatever breakfast she'd managed that morning ended up in the toilet. Only after emptying her stomach did she finally start to feel a little better.

Even with the door closed, the intensity of her nausea was apparent. The sound carried into the hallway.

Irwin frowned and looked up at Stewart. "Dad, why is Mom throwing up so much? Is she sick?"

Stewart's eyes darkened. He reached out and gently ruffled Irwin's hair. "She's probably just been a little too busy and overtired these past few days."

Irwin's face scrunched in concern. "Does that mean Mom won't be able to visit me as much?"

"That's something you can ask her yourself," Stewart replied.

Irwin sighed, clearly dissatisfied. He muttered, "She never used to be this busy.

It's like, ever since my mom came back, she's always got so much to do..."

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Briony emerged, looking a little pale but composed.

and Irwin

Irwin called, his small face etched with worry. "Are you

the nausea had passed,

watched her closely, his dark eyes narrowed.

fluttered, betraying a brief flicker of guilt before she steadied

together and answered,

rarely showed concern for her, so Briony didn't believe for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped he wouldn't

it up. The more Stewart questioned her, the more anxious Briony

how much he doted on Rosita during her pregnancy, he must've learned plenty about these

not to risk saying something wrong. Instead,

and walked over to the bed, brushing her hand gently over Irwin's cheek. "I'm alright, sweetheart. I just ate something bad the last couple of days. I'll take some

eyebrow, but didn't press

"Even though I wish you could come see me every day, you need to rest if you're sick. I'll behave, I

Maybe she'd been

she'd cherished for five years, was

rest up." Briony was already feeling guilty, knowing she wouldn't be able to visit him

to go on a business trip tomorrow," she explained softly. "But I'll bring you back a present for the holidays. So you have to remember to eat on time and listen to the doctor,

at her with wide, anxious eyes. "A business trip? How long