Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 213

Lunar Heights Estate

Rosita stepped in from outside.

Irwin was curled up on the sofa, flipping through a picture book. At the sound of footsteps, he looked up and, spotting Rosita, immediately tossed the book aside.

"Mom!" he called out.

He dashed over and threw his arms around her waist, tilting his chin up to meet her gaze. "Where did you go, Mom?"

Rosita ruffled his hair. "I just had some errands to run. How are you feeling today?"

"My throat doesn't hurt anymore," Irwin answered, lips pursed in a slight pout. "Mom, I want some candy, but Nana said I can't have any."

"It's not just Nana saying no—it's because you can't have sweets right now."

She took his hand and led him back to the sofa, settling beside him. "Think about it, sweetie. When you lived with Mom Bryn, did she ever let you eat snacks?"

Irwin paused to think, then answered honestly, "Mom Bryn almost never did, but if I was really good, she'd sometimes give me a treat. Usually those milk candies- the chewy kind!"

you other snacks

only

snacks, she'd bake all sorts of yummy breads and cookies herself. Oh! And she made the

passed through Rosita's

whenever he

a glorified babysitter-how had she managed to

Rosita said softly, "do you think Mom Bryn is better than your real

Mom, please don't be upset. I don't think that—I just... Mom Bryn's food is really

trying to protect your tummy. But because

it. It sort of

Mom Bryn never let me have sweets before,

Rosita replied, patting

all, you're not her biological child, and looking after

probably didn't want your dad to blame her, so she just didn't let you have anything

listened, wide-eyed and

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