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.

Irwin turned to

small face etched with worry. "Are

the nausea had passed,

his dark eyes

fluttered, betraying a brief flicker

together and answered, trying her best

for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped he wouldn't catch on

hadn't brought it up. The more Stewart questioned her, the

Considering how much he doted on Rosita during her pregnancy, he must've learned

she decided not to risk saying something

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

an eyebrow, but didn't

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

with emotion. Maybe she'd been worrying over

she'd cherished for five years, was still the same thoughtful,

you, Irwin. I'll make sure to rest up." Briony was already feeling guilty, knowing she wouldn't

bring you back a present for the holidays. So you have to remember to eat on time and listen to the doctor, okay? That's how you'll get better

at her with wide, anxious eyes. "A