Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Lauren was startled by Rosita's outburst-Irwin looked absolutely petrified. Quickly, she tried to restore calm. "Rosita, what are you doing? Don't scare the child..."

"He doesn't even know who his mother is!" Rosita shouted, her voice raw with anger. "Is it wrong for me to remind him?"

Irwin's face crumpled, and he burst into loud sobs, rice still in his mouth. "Mommy, you're scary! I want Daddy! I don't want Mommy anymore..."

Rosita lunged forward and grabbed his shoulders. Her grip was desperate and unyielding. "I'm your mother! Do you hear me, Irwin? I gave birth to you! You only have one mother-me!"

Irwin had never seen Rosita like this. Terrified, he tried to wriggle away, but she was too strong. All he could do was plead, his voice trembling: "Grandma, help me! Please, Grandma, help!"

Lauren immediately stood and hurried over, pulling the boy away and shielding him behind her. She frowned at Rosita. "Rosita, get a hold of yourself. You're scaring him!"

Suddenly, Irwin coughed violently-he had choked on his food. With a few spasms, he vomited up everything he'd eaten.

"Oh, sweetheart, don't frighten me like that!" Lauren knelt down and patted his back, her voice full of worry. "You mustn't have another accident, or how could I ever explain this to your father..."

Hearing this, Rosita's fury seemed to drain away. She stared at Irwin-so small, so frightened and her expression softened.

"I'm sorry, Irwin..." she whispered, her voice thick with remorse as she tried to step closer, arms reaching for him.

"Don't come near me!" Irwin cried, scrambling further behind Lauren.

Lauren called for the housekeeper to clean up the mess. After wiping the floor, the housekeeper quietly slipped away.

"Irwin, Mommy didn't mean to yell at you. I'm not well, I... I was

sick, you get mean, but my real mommy never does! Even

Rosita froze.

a car

Stewart was home.

shot through Rosita-if Stewart found out she'd lost control with

and

into his arms. Stewart's brow furrowed. He knelt and scooped Irwin up, gently wiping his face with

scared me. Take me away, Daddy. I want to

Stewart's expression darkened.

rushed over, but Irwin had already

desperately to explain. "Stewart, please, let

his voice cold and unyielding. "Your moods have been unstable lately. I'll

he turned and

chased after him, panic in her voice. "I didn't mean to; I've been taking my medication! Please, don't take Irwin

even look back, his

peaked, and her vision

rushing to her side. "She's passed out!

already in the car, heard the commotion outside. He gave no