Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony returned to her office to grab her coat and bag, ready to head to the hotel with her colleagues.

"Mom!"

Irwin's voice rang out from the hallway.

She paused, then stepped outside just in time to see Irwin hurrying toward her.

But before he could reach her, James intercepted him.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing here again?" James caught Irwin by the back of his collar. "Who brought you this time?"

"Dad dropped me off," Irwin replied.

Dangling by his collar, Irwin looked a little irritated, but he kept his composure and even greeted James politely, "Mr. Delaney, happy Lantern Festival!"

James blinked, momentarily thrown off.

What was going on? Since when was this little rascal so well-mannered?

It's kind of uncomfortable when

his suspicion, though, Irwin's politeness

raising an eyebrow as he asked, "And where's

run off

him: Never mention Grandma Rosita in front of Mom. Be on your best

left

"Well, what do you

to the lantern Irwin was clutching.

course! Dad and I picked it out together at the lantern fair.

Briony froze.

old-fashioned, ornate-exactly her taste. Every year during the Lantern Festival, she used to make similar lanterns by hand. Irwin clearly remembered what

you like it, Mom? Did I

Briony frowned, torn.

the lantern with a hopeful smile. "If you don't like this one, I can get you

She pressed her lips together,

up. "I'm glad you