Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony showed no emotion as she walked straight past them, heading directly for the elevator.

Behind her, Irwin's cries echoed through the hallway.

"Mom! Mom, please don't go! It hurts, Mom-please, it hurts so much... Don't ignore me, Mom, please..."

People waiting by the elevator turned to stare at Irwin. Seeing how the boy's eyes never left Briony, their gazes shifted to her, curiosity mingling with judgment.

But Briony remained utterly unmoved.

"Poor kid's bawling his eyes out, and his mother doesn't even flinch," an older woman muttered under her breath.

Her daughter leaned in, whispering, "Maybe they're divorced. That boy looks like he's with his dad."

"So what if they're divorced? Since when does that mean a mother stops caring about her child? Who could be so heartless?"

Briony listened to the whispered gossip swirling around her, feeling nothing at all. Irwin had his own mother. It wasn't her place to worry about him anymore.

The elevator arrived. Briony stepped in, followed by the others. She moved into a corner, keeping her distance. The doors slid shut, cutting off the sound of Irwin's cries.

Irwin stared at the closed elevator doors, his sobs slowly dying down.

His mother really didn't love him anymore.

He was hurt, and she couldn't even spare him a glance...

He lowered his head. In his mind, Rosita's voice replayed, cold and matter-of-fact:

[Your Mom Bryn has her own baby now. She won't love you anymore.]

red-rimmed eyes brimmed with

hospital room, Briony knocked on the

when she saw her. "Ms. Kensington! Come

a gentle smile

completely

I'll be done in

looked, Briony

brought you some nourishing soup and a few light side dishes.

game immediately, tossing his phone aside. His eyes zeroed

"Nope," Briony replied.

fell in

laugh at his crestfallen expression. "Your wound hasn't healed yet. Once you're better, I'll cook anything you like

to be making gourmet meals for me when you're pregnant, you know!" James sighed. "It's just... I'm seriously craving steak or fish right now, but Marlene won't make me

just looking

containers from Briony, and placed them neatly

wasn't any meat or fish, the fact that Briony had cooked

He wasn't disappointed.

The sides were simple but

James said, looking

smiled softly. "I did. Irwin had a sensitive stomach when he was little, so I had to be careful with every meal. I bought some books,

brat. Too

lips

never thought about repayment-but she also never imagined that, in just a

...

sitting with James for a while, Briony stood

recover, but work was piling up. Although the faculty at

Hannah Lane greeted her with news. "Someone's

this time?"