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?

of panic washed over Irwin. He clung tighter to Stewart's neck, voice trembling.

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

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

she never yelled at me. I

he spoke, Irwin shot

James: "...?"

a kid this young have so much

couldn't help but burst out laughing, half exasperated,

Irwin. "You know, you're not completely wrong,

wet eyes grew huge. He shrieked, voice cracking with outrage, "Liar! You're awful! She

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

Briony

seen Irwin throw a tantrum like this before. But she was done trying to play the part

of Irwin, but you need to remember-once he's calmed down, you owe him an honest explanation about where things stand