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.

can you call Dad and ask

assumed Stewart would be home soon-she'd planned

the phone rang and rang with no

time,

sigh and tried to reassure

frowned, his little brow furrowing in

and Dad was too 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

texting her best friend

reschedule the checkup for tomorrow?] Best Friend: [I'm on the morning shift tomorrow. Just come

Friend: [I'm guessing you still

her purse

back a meme of an angry cartoon

and stood up.

Irwin didn't answer.

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

smartwatch Rosita had bought him from under his

few times before

"Irwin?"