Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Irwin's wailing instantly drew every pair of eyes in the room.

Briony's irritation was palpable. "Stewart, are you doing this on purpose?"

"I told you, Irwin's been acting out these last few days." Stewart's expression was calm, showing no sign of guilt or evasion.

"I'm not going to keep giving in to him." Briony's voice was icy. "I don't owe him anything."

Stewart frowned. "If he throws a tantrum, I can't calm him down either."

"Then have Carl take him to the car to wait."

Stewart turned to Carl.

Carl immediately stepped forward, arms outstretched. "Come on, buddy. Let's go wait in the car, okay?"

"I don't want to!"

Irwin slapped Carl's hands away and started crying even harder, his sobs echoing through the hall.

The commotion was so loud that even the staff came over to intervene.

"You already have a child together," one staff member said, trying to mediate. "Maybe talk things through? Look at how scared he is. As parents, you can't be so selfish-divorce always hurts the child most."

But Briony refused to budge.

Irwin kept crying, his voice hoarse as he pleaded, "Please don't get divorced, Mom and Dad!"

The staff looked at Irwin, their gazes heavy with reproach as they turned to Briony. "You're his mother. How can you stand to see your child in this state?"

Briony's patience snapped.

She looked straight at the staffer, her face cold. "I'm his stepmother. His real mother and father are getting back together. Isn't it reasonable for me to step aside and let them be?"

member fell

brow, lips curling into a faint, sarcastic smile. "Still want

staffer forced a smile, then quietly retreated. At that moment, their number

glanced at Stewart. "Let's go. Sign the papers, stamp a

and headed toward the counter, not looking back. Stewart watched

began to cough

I don't feel

had already scooped

was having an asthma

Briony reached the entrance, she saw Stewart's car peel away from the curb, speeding down

long moment, Briony just stared at the number

it was because Stewart had pulled tricks like this too many times. Now, she couldn't even muster anger. It all

steeled her face, and strode out of

drove back to her studio, thoughts

certain-Stewart had no intention of

reasons, it was a disaster

divorce before her pregnancy started to show. Only then could she be free, able to leave this place without

could she possibly force Stewart to

more she dwelled on it, the more powerless she felt, as if her fate was out of her

building's underground garage, she didn't get out right away. Instead, she slumped

buzzed from inside her

It was Carney Winslow.

answered right

your recovery coming

be able to restore the artifacts in the

can wait." Carney paused. "I'm calling with

"I'm listening."

national arts council is making a documentary about artifact restoration. They asked me

surprised. "Just one spot? Mr. Delaney is even younger than I am, and

how he is, can't keep his mouth shut. This is a national broadcast. I