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 whole big

you

cartoon backpack. "And I brought the toys and bedtime storybooks you bought

you're still under the weather. Go lie down and

"Okay!"

scampered off

son, Briony felt a

It was only natural for him to rely on his parents. Even

shouldn't let herself get

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

figured Irwin would probably spend New Year's Eve with Stewart and Rosita at the Wentworth estate this year. The things she'd just bought

night, not finishing

the lounge,

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

and the

had bought

was also trying to be a good

pretend it didn't affect her, but

something she could stop, or even had

be there for