Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"No way!" Irwin blurted out, "Mom, you're my favorite!"

Rosita's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Well, you're my favorite too, Irwin. You'll always be my one and only darling son. Don't ever forget that you're the only one for me."

Irwin basked in her affection, grinning from ear to ear. "You're so beautiful, Mom, and you're famous too! I'm so proud to be your son, you know?"

But then his smile faded. Thinking of Briony, he frowned and complained, "Mom Bryn is nothing like you! She's always away on those dumb repair jobs, traveling all the time. Doesn't even make much money or spend time with me. No wonder Grandma never liked her!"

Rosita gently stroked Irwin's round head, her lovely features softened by that ever-present, tender smile.

At the intersection, the car rolled to a slow stop.

Their sleek black SUV ended up right beside a white Range Rover.

Through the window, Rosita caught a glimpse of Briony.

Briony was focused on driving and didn't notice anyone watching her from the neighboring car.

Range Rover drove straight ahead, and the black SUV followed at

the Range Rover pulled into the underground garage

SUV stopped by the curb outside the

window, watching helplessly as the white Range Rover disappeared down the ramp

in Irwin's eyes as he shouted, "She's a liar! I don't want

eyes, but her expression remained as

sure Mom Bryn didn't mean to

she divorced Dad, she doesn't want

Irwin into her embrace. "But Irwin, even if

Everything felt different now, and the secure feeling he'd had about family for the past five years

Dad only loved you, but once you came back, all his attention

had been gently rubbing Irwin's back, paused for a moment. "Are you

nice to Mom Bryn, but now even Mom Bryn seems different. She used to care about me and Dad, but now... she hardly talks

make