Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 67

"Whose kid is that?" James stood up, peering curiously toward the door. "This isn't

even an apartment building. Why would a kid be running around here?"

"He's here for me."

"For you?" James turned, eyes wide. "But he called you 'Mom'... Wait, you? You're married? And your kid's that old already?!"

"I'm getting divorced. And the kid isn't mine to keep."

Briony didn't feel like explaining, nor did she want to face Irwin. "Just tell him I'm not here. I'm not going out."

Before James could press any further, Briony had already turned and disappeared into the restoration room.

He blinked, a touch of mischief flickering in his eyes, then sauntered over to the front door, eager to witness the drama.

On the other side of the glass, Irwin had assumed it would be Briony coming to greet him. When he saw James instead, the smile he'd started to wear instantly vanished.

The studio's glass door was automatic, but lately, Briony and James had kept themselves locked in the restoration room for safety, so the outer door was sealed from the inside.

the release, and the door slid open with a soft

stood his ground, chin slightly raised, sizing up the stranger

as tall as Dad, but that's about where

has glasses

he's pale, his eyes are really striking—almost star-like—and he looks younger

Irwin compared, the more uneasy

be Mom wants a

the silence dragged on, he frowned impatiently. "Alright, kid, who are you looking

voice loud and clear. "Her name's Briony!"

doesn't mean you can fool me! Whenever my mom doesn't come home, she

doesn't go home much, huh?" James crouched down and gave Irwin's

shoved James' hand away. "Dad's great to her! He's

James was amused.

age, he sure had

all he needed to know she had zero desire to deal

took a good look at Irwin, searching for any hint of Briony

sons supposed to look like

inherited his dad's

kid." James straightened up, ruffling Irwin's hair in a mock- sympathetic way. "Your mom doesn't