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?"

proudly. "I drank the whole big

did you

brought the toys and bedtime storybooks you bought for me,

tapped him on the nose. "You never forget your bedtime stories, do you? All right, you're still under

"Okay!"

backpack, Irwin scampered off to the

son, Briony felt a pang

natural for him to rely on his parents. Even though he'd reconnected with Rosita, he still thought of

shouldn't let herself get upset with a

Briony opened her shopping app and bought all the children's books and educational toys

figured Irwin would probably spend New Year's Eve with Stewart and Rosita at the Wentworth estate this

the night, not

to the lounge,

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

limited-edition model, and the price tag was

Rosita had bought it

trying to be

couldn't quite name what she was feeling. She couldn't pretend it didn't

wasn't something she could stop, or even

she could do was be there for him whenever