Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 11

What important business could Stewart possibly have with her? It could only be about the divorce.

But how could she talk about any of this with Irwin?

These were matters between adults; an innocent child like him shouldn't be dragged into it.

"Mom, come home with me, please!" Irwin tugged at Briony's hand, pleading in that sweet, coaxing way only a little boy could. "Please? I haven't seen Dad in days I really miss him!"

Briony sighed, resigned. "Alright. I'll take you home first."

"Yes!" Irwin cheered, eyes sparkling. "You're the best, Mom!"

Briony ruffled his hair, her gaze lingering on his bright, cherubic face. She let out a silent sigh.

After five years of marriage, it seemed Irwin's affection and dependence were the only things left that felt genuine.

Everything else was just empty promises and wishful thinking.

Half an hour later, Briony and Irwin arrived at Southcreek Manor.

Stewart wasn't home yet. Irwin managed to wait about ten minutes before his patience ran out.

you call Dad and ask

be home soon-she'd planned to head

the phone rang and rang with

time, no one picked

and tried to reassure Irwin, "Your dad's probably busy

frowned, his little

busy comforting her to answer the phone? The thought made Irwin's anxiety bubble over. He even started to regret hugging Briony earlier; maybe if he hadn't, she wouldn't be sad

he thought about it, the more worked up he became, and when he looked at Briony, there was

was distracted, busy texting her best friend and

tomorrow?] Best Friend: [I'm on the

you still haven't taken the

at her purse

a meme of an angry cartoon character wielding

replied with a sheepish "my bad" emoji, grabbed her bag, and stood up. "Irwin, I'm going

Irwin didn't answer.

over Stewart, Briony didn't think much of it. She

bedroom door clicked shut on the second floor, Irwin darted to his own room, grabbed the smartwatch Rosita had bought him from under his pillow,

phone rang a few times before

"Irwin?"