Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

When Stewart arrived at Lunar Heights Estate, he found Rosita standing on the very edge of the rooftop. She wore a flowing white dress, her long hair whipping around her shoulders in the icy wind.

"Stewart, I'm sorry. I just... I can't do this anymore..."

Tears streamed down her face as she met his gaze, her whole body trembling

with a grief and hopelessness that cut right through him.

Maxine, nearby, was beside herself with worry-she looked as if she might drop to her knees and beg Rosita to step back from the ledge.

In the end, Stewart managed to talk Rosita down.

Her depression had been getting worse lately, so Stewart arranged for the best psychiatrist in the city to take over her care.

The doctor insisted Rosita couldn't handle the stress of returning to work, and that she needed a break-a chance to focus entirely on her recovery.

Maxine hated to let her go, but with Rosita this unwell-and Stewart absolutely firm on the matter-she had no choice but to agree.

With Rosita sick, Stewart worried that another episode might frighten Irwin. So, he decided to bring his son back to Southcreek Manor.

Now that Briony had moved out, someone needed to look after Irwin.

and tidy, who'd cared for Irwin during his previous visits to the old estate. She was

Southcreek Manor that

his mother in the house, the manor felt cold and empty, and Irwin stubbornly refused to go upstairs

as Stewart stepped inside, Sylvie hurried over with an apologetic look. "I'm so sorry, sir-I haven't been able to convince Master Irwin to

the sofa and ran to hug

"What, I'm not

back with you. I was

about his mother.

want Mom to read me a

do it

take you upstairs. Tell

glared at her. "You're not my mom! My mom reads to me and holds me while I fall asleep.

face froze; she was

gentle. "That's not a nice thing to

Mom..."

sighed quietly. "Your mom has her own work to take care of. You can't always