Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 7

Rosita let go of Irwin and walked over to the sofa, her arms full of gifts.

"These are all from me, sweetheart. Take a look-see if there's anything you like?"

Irwin's eyes sparkled. "It's Iron Man!"

"Do you like it?" Rosita ruffled his hair, her voice warm. "This is a limited edition, you know. I had to ask several friends for help before I finally managed to get it."

"Thank you, Mom!" Irwin's clear, bright voice echoed through the house. "You're the best!"

Rosita finally burst into a smile through her tears. "Honey, you finally called me Mom."

"Dad just talked to me," Irwin said, carefully setting Iron Man aside. He grabbed a tissue and dabbed at Rosita's tears, his small hands gentle. "He told me you went through a lot to bring me into the world. I'm sorry I was mean to you this morning. I won't ever treat you like that again.”

At his words, Rosita's tears flowed even harder. She looked more fragile and moved than ever.

"No, sweetheart, you didn't do anything wrong-it was me. I promise I'll do my very best to be a good mom from now on."

arms around her. "Dad said

at Stewart, her eyes brimming.

came over and handed her his handkerchief. "It's the least I

all puffy and

the handkerchief and wiped her tears, finally

warmth and sweetness. Irwin happily sat on the sofa,

head lowered as he dealt with work

glanced his way, hesitating before speaking softly. "What are you

Stewart looked up, his expression unreadable. "I'll

years. Honestly, I can't

isn't your fault," Stewart replied in a low

who gave birth to me. Of course we should be

tapped his nose, grinning. "Just don't say that in front of your Mom Bryn-she might

mad at me!" Irwin said, full of

phone rang

up. "I need to head back

keep me company." Rosita paused. "Will you