Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Irwin, your father and I are divorced," Briony said quietly.

"No we're not!" Irwin's little brow furrowed in protest. "Dad said you two never signed the divorce papers. Without those, you're still married! We're still a family!"

Briony's own brow tightened; she hated how Stewart put these ideas in their son's head. Twisting words, making a mess of everything-like some back-alley bully.

Looking at Irwin's stubborn but innocent face, Briony realized it was pointless to argue further.

Just then, James pulled the SUV to the curb. Briony opened the back door. "Get in," she said.

Irwin scrambled happily into the back seat. For safety's sake, Briony climbed in beside him.

As the doors shut and the Range Rover rolled forward, James glanced back at Briony in the mirror. "So what are we doing with this little guy?" he asked.

Briony was about to reply when her phone buzzed. Stewart's name flashed on the

screen.

She guessed he was calling about Irwin.

Without hesitation, she answered, switched to speakerphone, and handed the phone to Irwin. "It's your dad."

Irwin's face lit up. "Hi, Dad!"

"Irwin, where are you right now?" Stewart's voice came through.

glance at James up front. "Dad, I'm

on between you and Rosita, but please tell her-if she's so worried about Irwin's identity getting out, maybe she should stop dragging him

called me," Stewart replied, his voice low. "What happened tonight wasn't intentional. Some paparazzi were following her, and

responding. She

Irwin. "Did you hear what

He nodded.

face, but he

really thought he'd get to stay

He looked up at Briony. "Mom, when can I come stay with you

gentle but firm. “Irwin, you're five. I know you understand what I'm saying. From now on,

in confusion. "How can you

hands, trying to

five

her fingers to her

All the kids in my class, their moms and dads live together. You and Dad used to, too! That means we're a

James cleared his throat, finally unable to listen any longer. He switched on some soft classical

watched Irwin's earnest little face and felt frustration

I've moved out of Southcreek Manor. Your father and I have