Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 60

Briony listened to Irwin's sharp words, feeling nothing but numbness inside.

Maybe it was for the best. She wasn't Irwin's mother, after all. Maybe it was time to let things go back to how they should be.

She would step out of Stewart and Irwin's lives for good, and let everything return to its proper course.

Without another glance back, Briony turned and walked straight for the door.

"Briony "

A sudden fit of coughing cut through the silence.

Stewart's face changed instantly. "Irwin?"

Irwin was gasping for breath, clutching his chest as he began to collapse.

"Irwin!" Stewart scooped him into his arms, turning desperately to Briony. "He's having an asthma attack!"

Briony's hand froze on the doorknob.

"Mom... cough... Mom..." Even as Stewart held him, Irwin's pale face was contorted in pain. Despite everything, he instinctively reached out a trembling hand toward Briony, pleading, "Mom, I can't breathe... cough..."

Briony's grip on the doorknob tightened.

She squeezed her eyes shut, telling herself not to give in. Stewart was here—he'd make sure Irwin was alright...

"Where's Irwin's inhaler?!"

then spun

standing there, clutching the breathless boy, his

lost all its earlier defiance. Now,

chest. Releasing the door, she rushed upstairs toward the

Irwin limp in his

open the top drawer by the bed and grabbed the

steadied. Nestled in Briony's arms, he

laid him on the bed and pulled the covers up around

a word, nor did she look

stood silently nearby, watching as she cared for Irwin with quiet tenderness, something

Irwin's

Stewart called after her.

back, just

hurried to catch

of the stairs, he grabbed her wrist. "There's a blizzard out there. No way you'll get a cab tonight. Just

out the

sky was heavy and

"Don't worry about me. If I managed to get here, I can manage

down

up, he'll want to see you," Stewart

Briony stopped, halfway down.

standing at the top of

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