Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

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.

with a desperate intensity.

her gaze head-on, his deep eyes steady and

Rosita is

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

"Irwin listens to you. Take him home and talk to him, help him

he carried Rosita

the Wentworth estate, leaving Briony standing in the

her lips pale as she tried to

said softly, his little hand wrapping around

down, brushing her hand gently over his small face and

Let's get you home." She

her eyes. Still, with Stewart's

had returned and Stewart was sure to divorce Briony soon, Briony wouldn't be able to use Irwin as an excuse to stay in the Wentworth family much longer. The thought brought Fiona a twisted

tried to explain Rosita's identity to

broke down in tears again. Briony could only comfort him, feeling helpless and heartbroken. Exhausted from crying, Irwin fell asleep before they

the nursery just as the sound of a car

downstairs-just as Stewart was coming through the front

The air between them felt

asked, his tone

"He's asleep upstairs."

brushing past her and

hesitated, watching his retreating back,

marriage, countless nights spent together-surely she deserved

the door to the nursery and walked in. He picked up the sleeping Irwin, cradling him

stood in the doorway.

needs Irwin right now," Stewart replied

the sound of

came and went as he pleased, never once giving her the

around the empty

but soon the tears