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.

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

now.

to the time the abbot at Brightspring Abbey had chosen for

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

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

everything arranged for the funeral?" Stewart asked, trying to keep his tone

She lifted her arm and pointed toward the

Stewart's expression clouded over.

stared at Briony for a moment, then took Irwin's hand.

Irwin's other hand. She glanced at Briony and said gently,

she gave Briony

felt nothing but disgust. She turned away, unable to stand the sight of

but he kept glancing back

her back to him, making no move

his mother. He wondered if she even cared about

couldn't understand it-how could the mom who once put him at the center of her world now refuse to spare him

had finally left, Briony pressed her