Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

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.

Stewart and Irwin turned

his small face etched with worry. "Are

felt much better now that the nausea had passed, though she was

closely, his dark

a brief flicker of guilt before she

lips together and answered, trying

her, so Briony didn't believe for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped he wouldn't catch on to anything. "Did you

only he hadn't brought it up. The more Stewart questioned her, the

father before, after all. Considering how much he doted on Rosita during her pregnancy, he must've learned plenty about

what Stewart was thinking, but she decided not to risk saying something wrong. Instead, she ignored

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

eyebrow, but

rest, okay?" Irwin squeezed her hand. "Even though I wish you could come see me every day, you need to

swelled with emotion. Maybe

cherished for five years, was still

up." Briony was already feeling guilty, knowing she

back a present for the holidays. So you have to remember to eat on time and listen to the doctor, okay? That's

up at her with wide, anxious eyes.

ten days, give