Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Irwin is still just a child. Where exactly do you expect me to send him?"

"That's not really my problem," Briony replied, her tone detached and unconcerned.

"Briony, even if you're angry, that's no reason to say something like this."

"My son is dead, Stewart. Rosita killed him. Do you really think I'm just being petty?"

Stewart's gaze darkened as he stared at her.

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Moral lectures won't work on me anymore, Stewart. Besides, you've got money to burn-doesn't Jeannie look after Irwin just fine?"

"She's just his teacher. That's not the same as a mother."

"Then send Irwin back to Rosita. As far as I'm concerned, I had one son-and he's gone. You took him from me, ignored my wishes, and buried him in your family's plot! Stewart, tell me, how am I supposed to forgive that?"

Stewart faltered, stunned.

to see Irwin suffer, then let me and Little Nina go. You two can play happy family, live in peace

are you serious

like I'm joking?" She let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "Honestly, Stewart, just look at Jeannie. Irwin needs a mother-she's perfect. Marry

her, his jaw

that, James, who'd just taken a sip of

handed him a

muttering under his breath, "You can tell-Bryn's really

just smiled faintly. "She knows exactly what she's

eyes flashed with anger. "Briony, I

recommending her

ay, if Irwin

I are leaving.

going to back down, Stewart's expression

Irwin is just a child. He didn't choose his parents. No one would choose to have Rosita as