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 besides those

but only

all sorts of yummy breads

shadow passed

and whenever he mentioned her, it was

a glorified babysitter-how had she managed to win Irwin's affection

softly, "do you think Mom Bryn is better than

be upset. I don't think that—I just... Mom Bryn's

just want you to understand: Mom Bryn didn't give you store-bought snacks because she was trying to protect your tummy. But because she was so careful, it's become a bit too delicate. That's why, if you eat sweets

It sort

never let me have sweets before,

Rosita replied, patting

blame Mom Bryn. After all, you're not her biological child, and

got a fever, your dad was upset with me and your nana. Mom Bryn probably didn't want your dad to blame her, so she just didn't let you have anything risky. That way, you wouldn't get

listened, wide-eyed and

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