Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 95

Briony had a dream.

In it, she was sharing a holiday dinner with her mother.

Her mother smiled and praised her cooking.

Briony laughed, but tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Mom..."

Sprawled across the big bed, Briony's brow furrowed as her tears soaked the pillow beneath her.

She murmured restlessly, clutching the front of her nightshirt in pain, her suffering almost unbearable.

In her dream, her mother said she was tired, and from now on, Briony would have to walk her own path alone.

Briony begged her not to leave, but her mother only faded away into the mist that drifted across the river. No matter how desperately Briony called, she never appeared again.

"Mom!"

Briony jolted awake.

For a moment, as she stared up at the familiar ceiling, the world felt strange and distant.

"Mommy!"

At the foot of the bed, Irwin abandoned his toys and scrambled over to her side.

have a

at him, her mind slowly clearing from the

This was Southcreek Manor.

she ended up

pressed her hands against the mattress, pushing herself upright, and rubbed her aching

recall-she'd gone down to the river, maybe even

that

reached up and touched her damp cheek. "You were crying in your sleep, too. You kept calling for

Briony gazed at him.

young eyes was

he frowned in worry, there was something in the set of his brows that reminded her

Rosita, a wave

brushed Irwin's hand away, threw off the covers, and swung her legs

over her;

couldn't stand to stay here a second

shuffled out of the master bedroom and made

"Mommy!"

her, grabbing her hand.

hand free, her voice cold. "Irwin, don't call me Mommy

Irwin froze.

spare him another glance

soon as she reached the ground floor, she nearly collided with

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