Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony looked at Stewart, his words stinging so sharply that her eyes filled with tears even as she forced a bitter smile.

"Stewart, your son has a mother. Her name is Rosita-not me, not Briony! And if you think I'm emotionally unstable and unfit to be a mother, fine! I'll admit it. I, Briony, am not worthy of being Irwin's mom. So now, please take your son and get out of my house!"

She got it all out in one breath, but the rush left her dizzy and lightheaded. Her slender frame swayed unsteadily.

James hurried to catch her before she could fall, leaning in to murmur softly in her ear, "Are you alright?"

Briony took a deep breath, her blurred vision slowly clearing. She shook her head, managing a faint, "I'm okay."

Stewart watched their exchange, his jaw clenched and eyes icy.

Meanwhile, Irwin simply stared at Briony, lips parted, too stunned to even cry.

What had Mom just said?

Did she really...not want him anymore?

trembling. "Dad, Mom didn't mean it, right? She's my mom-she wouldn't really leave

out between choked sobs, all the defiance gone, leaving only small,

ruffled Irwin's hair. "Your mom's just upset right now. We need to give her

sniffled, his voice thick with tears. "Even when Mom was sad before, she never yelled at me. I think... She only

he spoke, Irwin shot a glare

James: "...?"

a kid this

out

a kid-James raised an eyebrow at Irwin. "You know, you're not completely wrong, little man. Bryn really

with outrage, "Liar! You're awful! She

what you think," James replied with a crooked smile. "Doesn't count unless she says

was the last straw. Irwin burst into tears, wailing that Briony couldn't possibly love James, begging her not

like this before. But she was done trying to play

but you need to remember-once he's calmed down, you owe him