Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 96

"Briony, you're not thinking clearly right now, so I'm not going to argue with you."

With a sigh that betrayed his helplessness, Stewart set the bowl of hot cereal on the table and beckoned to Irwin. "Irwin, come here, buddy."

Irwin glanced nervously at Briony before shuffling over to Stewart's side.

Clinging to Stewart's hand, Irwin asked in a hesitant whisper, "Dad, is Mom really angry? Did you two have a fight?"

"We didn't have a fight." Stewart ruffled his son's hair, offering a gentle smile. "Why don't you go upstairs and play for a while, okay?"

Irwin didn't want to leave-not really. He could tell something was wrong. The whole room felt heavy, and Briony had barely looked at him. She'd never been this cold before.

A knot of frustration tightened in his chest. He wanted to protest, but Briony seemed so harsh right now, it scared him.

With a pout, he nodded, trying not to let his disappointment show. "Okay. But Dad, please talk to Mom nicely. Don't fight, okay?"

Stewart managed a reassuring smile. "I promise."

up the stairs, throwing anxious glances over

on the second floor, he

tabletop. "I made you some porridge.

interested in anything you made. All I want is to get out of here,

way she bristled at even the smallest hint of concern. She

already called Cedric Clarke. He's reached out to Stella. For tonight, please just stay. Tomorrow morning, I'll drive

back. "Stewart, you have no right to decide anything for me!

barely slept tonight because he was so worried about you. Are you really okay with

your and Rosita's

"I've raised your child for five years. I've done more than enough! Don't forget, we're in the middle of a divorce. I owe

expression darkened

like that. If Irwin heard you, it would devastate

made him choose between me

is

"So do me a favor-tell Irwin his only mother is Rosita. From now on, don't

jaw tightened. He fixed her with a hard stare. "You're saying you