Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

The bathroom door slammed shut, and moments later, the unmistakable sound of Briony retching echoed from within.

Whatever breakfast she'd managed that morning ended up in the toilet. Only after emptying her stomach did she finally start to feel a little better.

Even with the door closed, the intensity of her nausea was apparent. The sound carried into the hallway.

Irwin frowned and looked up at Stewart. "Dad, why is Mom throwing up so much? Is she sick?"

Stewart's eyes darkened. He reached out and gently ruffled Irwin's hair. "She's probably just been a little too busy and overtired these past few days."

Irwin's face scrunched in concern. "Does that mean Mom won't be able to visit me as much?"

"That's something you can ask her yourself," Stewart replied.

Irwin sighed, clearly dissatisfied. He muttered, "She never used to be this busy.

It's like, ever since my mom came back, she's always got so much to do..."

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Briony emerged, looking a little pale but composed.

and Irwin turned

small face etched with worry. "Are you

nausea had passed, though she was

watched her closely, his dark eyes

betraying a brief flicker of guilt before

together and answered, trying

rarely showed concern for her, so Briony didn't believe for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped he wouldn't catch

The more Stewart questioned her, the more

a father before, after all. Considering how much he doted on

couldn't guess what Stewart was thinking, but she decided not to risk saying

Irwin's cheek. "I'm alright, sweetheart. I just ate something bad the last couple of days. I'll take some medicine

but didn't press the

her hand. "Even though I wish you

Maybe

Irwin, whom she'd cherished for five years,

feeling guilty, knowing she wouldn't be able to visit him for a

a present for the holidays. So you have to

with wide, anxious eyes. "A

ten days, give

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