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.

he sat himself right between Briony and

He knew James was

tried so hard to be a good boy-why did James still seem to dislike

just couldn't figure

spoon, tilting his head to steal glances

placing a piece

the meat with a gloomy expression.

"If you don't like it, ask your Mom Rosita to

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

this grumpy uncle would help Mom calm down, he'd

put up with James anymore. James watched Irwin out

didn't throw a tantrum, just quietly focused

few days ago, Irwin would have been in tears

he suddenly grown

James glanced at Briony.

whole time, chatting earnestly with Hannah and the

lips together, took a sip of tea, then looked

some

James: "..."

five. It's not

gloves and peeled three big shrimp for Irwin in

when you're full, your

"But you don't have to worry—my dad will call me when he's done with

James: "..."

again, and took a long sip, savoring the flavor before commenting,