Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 101

"Irwin!"

Stewart strode over, his expression stern as he fixed his gaze on Irwin. "That's no way to behave. Apologize."

"I didn't say anything wrong!" Irwin protested, defiant. "Mom Rosita's already hurt, and it's not right for my mom to take out her bad mood on her!"

Stewart's face darkened immediately. "Irwin. Apologize. Now."

Irwin's lips pressed into a thin line. He was afraid of Stewart-no matter how much he wanted to argue, he dared not say another word.

But apologize? He wouldn't do it.

Rosita limped over to Irwin's side, gently cupping his cheek in her hand as she soothed him in a soft voice. "Irwin, that wasn't the right thing to say. Come on, apologize to your Mom Bryn."

Irwin stared at the floor, stubbornly silent.

Briony watched the entire exchange with cold detachment.

something inside her went numb. She felt nothing but bitter disappointment, so much

now.

to the time the abbot at Brightspring Abbey had

away, retrieving her mother's portrait and carefully putting it back in

faced the others again, her voice was calm and unwavering. "The dead deserve respect. You've come, put on your little show-now you

arranged for the funeral?" Stewart asked, trying to keep his tone neutral. "If you need help with anything, just tell

meeting his eyes. She lifted her arm and pointed toward the door.

Stewart's expression clouded over.

time, he said nothing more. He simply stared at Briony for a moment, then took

hand. She glanced at Briony and said gently, "Ms. Kensington,

gave Briony a polite

turned away, unable to stand the sight

led out by Stewart, but

to him, making no move to look

changed in his mother. He wondered if

could the mom who once put him at the center of her world now refuse to spare him even

the three of them had finally left, Briony pressed her fingers to