Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Stewart cut a striking figure in a tailored black suit, his presence commanding and coldly dignified.

His gaze flicked dispassionately over Briony's pale face before settling on Irwin, who was sobbing uncontrollably nearby.

"Irwin, come here." Stewart beckoned to him.

At his words, the maids exchanged nervous glances and quickly let go of Irwin's arms.

Irwin wasted no time; he ran straight to Stewart.

"Dad! Dad, you're finally here!" he cried, his small body shaking with relief and tears.

Stewart knelt down, gently ruffling Irwin's hair. His voice was calm and steady, reassuring. "Tell me, son. What happened?"

Before Irwin could answer, Rosita stepped forward.

She wiped her cheeks, her voice soft but edged with self-blame.

"It's my fault. I didn't think things through-I showed up out of the blue. Irwin couldn't handle it, finding out I'm his mother. It was too much for him all at once."

"You're not my mom!" Irwin shouted, pushing Rosita away with surprising force. "You're a bad woman! You're not my mom!"

Rosita gasped as her heel twisted beneath her, and for a moment it seemed she was about to fall.

In the nick of time, Stewart stepped in, catching her and pulling her safely into his arms.

"Are you alright?" he asked, concern flickering in his usually stoic eyes.

Rosita winced, unable to put weight on her foot. "I think I twisted my ankle, but I'll be fine. Irwin's feelings are what matter."

Stewart's brow furrowed. Without another word, he scooped Rosita up in his arms. "I'm taking you to the hospital."

As he turned, his eyes met Briony's.

him with a desperate intensity. "Is it true?

deep eyes steady and cold, but

Rosita is Irwin's

of deceit on his face. For Briony, the icy ache

Take

that, he carried Rosita out

sleek black Maybach pulled away from the Wentworth estate, leaving Briony

pale as she tried to

said softly, his little hand wrapping around hers. “Your eyes are so red. Did

hand gently over his small face and forcing a thin,

home." She stood and

frustration simmering in her eyes. Still, with Stewart's instructions, she had no choice but

Irwin as an excuse

tried to explain Rosita's identity

few words, he broke down in tears again. Briony could only comfort him, feeling helpless and heartbroken.

the bed in the nursery just

then headed downstairs-just as Stewart

air between them felt

asked,

"He's asleep upstairs."

her and

back, her hands clenched at

of marriage, countless nights spent together-surely

walked in. He picked up the sleeping

doorway. "Where are you taking

Irwin right now," Stewart replied

stood frozen, listening to the sound of the

never once giving her the chance

glanced around

sound, but soon the tears

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