Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 17

Briony dialed Stewart's number.

She wanted him to come pick up Irwin.

But Stewart didn't answer.

He was obviously ignoring her on purpose.

Frustration welled up inside Briony, her expression turning cold.

Irwin looked at her, eyes rimmed red. He choked up and said, "Mom, am I bothering you? If you don't want me around anymore, I can just leave..."

Tears began to spill down his cheeks.

Briony's heart softened instantly. She pulled him into a gentle hug and soothed him, "Of course I still want you here. I'm just swamped with work these days, and since you're still not feeling well, I'm worried I won't be able to take care of you properly."

"I'm not running a fever anymore," Irwin insisted.

He grabbed Briony's hand and placed it on his forehead. "See, Mom? I'm really not sick now. I'll be good and won't disturb you while you're working. Please don't send me away, okay?"

Whenever Irwin played the sweetheart, Briony was helpless.

She sighed and stroked his still-warm cheek. "Did you finish the soup I made for you?"

"I drank the

you bring

"And I brought the toys and bedtime

the nose. "You never forget your bedtime stories, do you? All right, you're still under the weather. Go lie down and get

"Okay!"

Irwin scampered off to the

her sweet, sensible son, Briony

child. It was only natural for him to rely on his parents. Even though he'd reconnected with

shouldn't let herself get upset with

mind, Briony opened her shopping app and bought all the

Wentworth estate this year. The things she'd

late into the night, not finishing until

she returned to the

lifted the covers. Irwin was clutching a kid's smartwatch in

was a limited-edition model, and the price tag

had

trying to

didn't affect her, but she knew

stop, or even had the right

was be there for him whenever he