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

a brow, lips curling into a faint, sarcastic smile.

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

at Stewart. "Let's go. Sign the papers, stamp a seal, and we're

headed toward the counter, not looking back. Stewart watched her walk away, his eyes

Irwin began to cough

don't

around, Stewart had already scooped Irwin into his arms

was having an asthma

she saw Stewart's car peel away from

a long moment, Briony just stared at the number slip

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

the slip in the trash, steeled her

Briony drove back to her studio, thoughts of the failed divorce swirling in her

certain-Stewart had no intention

reasons, it was

show. Only then could she be free, able to leave this

how could she possibly force Stewart to

it, the more powerless she felt,

she didn't get out right away. Instead, she slumped over the steering wheel and let out a long, shaky

buzzed from inside

It was Carney Winslow.

answered right away.

your recovery

be able to restore

The artifacts can wait." Carney paused. "I'm

"I'm listening."

artifact restoration. They asked me to recommend a young restorer, and I'd like to put your

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

and you know how he is, can't keep his mouth shut. This is a national