Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Irwin was the kind of child who tugged at your heartstrings.

Briony turned her gaze away. "Finish your dinner, then I'll call your father to come pick you up.

Irwin's eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly. "Okay! I'll do whatever you say, Mom!"

Briony's expression hardened. "And one more thing." She looked directly at Irwin, her voice stern. "Stop calling me Mom."

Irwin froze.

"No more 'Mom'..." His face fell, and as he saw how serious Briony looked, his head drooped. He answered in a small, muffled voice, "Okay."

Briony looked away. "Let's go."

James nodded. "You go on ahead. I'll keep an eye on this kid."

Irwin tried to catch up to Briony, but James grabbed his arm. Irwin looked up and glared at him, his eyes rimmed red.

James couldn't help but sigh at the pitiful sight. "Hey, kid, be good and don't cause trouble, or I'll toss you out on the street and let you fend for yourself!"

Irwin nodded, sulking.

James remained cautious.

As they walked, he kept a firm hold on Irwin's hand, never letting him get too close to Briony.

In the car, he made sure Briony sat up front, while Hannah and Irwin took the back seat.

he sat himself right between Briony and

but he wasn't clueless. He knew James was deliberately keeping him away from

hard to be a good boy-why did James still seem

just couldn't

chewed on his spoon, tilting his head to

stop gawking," James said, placing a piece of honey-glazed pork

meat with a gloomy expression. "I don't want

don't like it, ask your Mom Rosita to make you something else when you get

to protest, but then he remembered what Mom Rosita had told him. He could only glare at James, then lower his head and stuff the pork into his

this grumpy uncle would help Mom calm down,

again, he wouldn't have to put up with James anymore. James watched

didn't throw a tantrum, just quietly focused

Irwin would have been in

suddenly grown

James glanced at Briony.

chatting earnestly with Hannah

pressed his lips together, took a sip of tea, then looked back at Irwin. Irwin was just

met. Irwin blinked. "Mr. Delaney, I want some shrimp, but I don't know how

James: "..."

only five. It's not like he could

disposable gloves and peeled three big shrimp for Irwin

up, and when you're full, your

to worry—my dad will

James: "..."