Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Irwin!"

Stewart strode over, his expression stern as he fixed his gaze on Irwin. "That's no way to behave. Apologize."

"I didn't say anything wrong!" Irwin protested, defiant. "Mom Rosita's already hurt, and it's not right for my mom to take out her bad mood on her!"

Stewart's face darkened immediately. "Irwin. Apologize. Now."

Irwin's lips pressed into a thin line. He was afraid of Stewart-no matter how much he wanted to argue, he dared not say another word.

But apologize? He wouldn't do it.

Rosita limped over to Irwin's side, gently cupping his cheek in her hand as she soothed him in a soft voice. "Irwin, that wasn't the right thing to say. Come on, apologize to your Mom Bryn."

Irwin stared at the floor, stubbornly silent.

Briony watched the entire exchange with cold detachment.

The moment Irwin spoke up for Rosita, something inside her went numb. She felt nothing but bitter disappointment, so much so that even anger seemed pointless

now.

mind wandered to the time the abbot at

portrait and

others again, her voice was calm and unwavering. "The dead deserve respect. You've come, put on your little

his tone neutral. "If you need help with anything, just

meeting his eyes. She lifted her arm and pointed toward the door. "Take your partner and your child, and

Stewart's expression clouded over.

time, he said nothing more. He simply stared at Briony for a moment, then took Irwin's

at Briony and said gently, "Ms. Kensington, we'll take our

she gave Briony a

nothing but disgust. She turned away,

by Stewart, but he kept glancing back every

to him, making no

He wondered

mom who once put him at the center of