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

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

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

just couldn't figure

his spoon, tilting his head to

gawking," James said, placing a piece of

a gloomy

it, ask your Mom Rosita

protest, but then he remembered what Mom Rosita had told him. He could only glare at James, then lower his head and stuff the pork into his

putting up with this grumpy uncle would help

happy again, he wouldn't have to put up with James anymore.

just quietly

would have

had he suddenly

James glanced at Briony.

the whole time, chatting

tea, then looked back at

Delaney, I want some shrimp, but I don't know

James: "..."

to remind himself—the kid was only five. It's not like he could really

pair of disposable gloves and peeled three big shrimp for

and when you're full, your

to worry—my dad will call me when he's done with work. I

James: "..."

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