Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 131

Irwin was the kind of child who tugged at your heartstrings.

Briony turned her gaze away. "Finish your dinner, then I'll call your father to come pick you up.

Irwin's eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly. "Okay! I'll do whatever you say, Mom!"

Briony's expression hardened. "And one more thing." She looked directly at Irwin, her voice stern. "Stop calling me Mom."

Irwin froze.

"No more 'Mom'..." His face fell, and as he saw how serious Briony looked, his head drooped. He answered in a small, muffled voice, "Okay."

Briony looked away. "Let's go."

James nodded. "You go on ahead. I'll keep an eye on this kid."

Irwin tried to catch up to Briony, but James grabbed his arm. Irwin looked up and glared at him, his eyes rimmed red.

James couldn't help but sigh at the pitiful sight. "Hey, kid, be good and don't cause trouble, or I'll toss you out on the street and let you fend for yourself!"

Irwin nodded, sulking.

James remained cautious.

As they walked, he kept a firm hold on Irwin's hand, never letting him get too close to Briony.

In the car, he made sure Briony sat up front, while Hannah and Irwin took the back seat.

himself right between Briony

young, but he wasn't clueless. He knew James was deliberately keeping

to be a good boy-why

just couldn't

his spoon, tilting his head to steal glances

stop gawking," James said, placing a piece of honey-glazed pork in Irwin's

the meat with a gloomy expression. "I

don't like it, ask your Mom Rosita to make

Rosita had told him. He could only glare at James, then lower

it! If putting up with this grumpy uncle would help Mom calm

up with James anymore. James watched Irwin out of

a tantrum, just quietly focused on his food. That was

ago, Irwin would have been in tears

he suddenly

James glanced at Briony.

Irwin the whole time, chatting earnestly with Hannah and

then looked back at Irwin. Irwin was just

I want some shrimp, but I don't know how to peel

James: "..."

kid was only five. It's not like he

pair of disposable gloves and peeled

full, your

don't have to worry—my dad will call me when he's done with work. I have

James: "..."

a deep breath, lifted his teacup again, and took a