Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 214

Rosita stared at Irwin's small figure as he walked away, not a trace of motherly affection in her eyes-only thinly veiled disgust. "Just my luck to be saddled with such idiotic genes..." she muttered under her breath.

With a dismissive snort, she tore her gaze away and headed upstairs.

Lauren had been holed up in her room for ages. What on earth was she up to in there?

Rosita hated looking after children-especially Irwin, who had been more unruly than ever lately. He was driving her up the wall.

Worse still, the wedding was fast approaching. There was no way she'd let Briony's baby stick around any longer.

She had to deal with that child before the wedding. No excuses.

Rosita reached Lauren's bedroom. The door was ajar, and she raised her hand to knock-only to freeze as voices drifted out.

"Neal! I told you to get rid of Briony, but you were supposed to check with me about the timing first!"

Rosita went rigid.

Neal?

Why did that name sound familiar?

She peered through the crack in the door. Lauren sat on the bed with her back to the door. Rosita couldn't see her face, but Lauren's voice was sharp with anger.

"You picked today of all days-completely ruined everything! Briony was supposed to finalize her divorce with Stewart today, but you... I'm not blaming you, but right now Briony's perfectly fine, and you've already gotten the police involved..."

for now. I'll wire you another payment soon, but don't contact me until I reach out to

hung up and, in a fit of rage, hurled

If it weren't for him, Briony and Stewart

door, Rosita

to get divorced today, but everything

her eyes, fighting

turned on her heel and retreated to her

her phone, she searched

surprise, she actually

fugitive, wanted for

knew a

Rosita's expression grew grim.

was

was after eight in the

her bedside, rushed forward as soon as Briony's eyes fluttered open. "Ms. Kensington,

came to, the events of

fainting in front of Stewart. Then, with a jolt, panic set in—her

brought me to the hospital?" Briony's hand flew to

now-Dr. Joyner arranged it. She asked me to tell you that Mr. Delaney woke up this afternoon and has already been moved

draining from her shoulders. "James is safe? Thank goodness. That's all that

Joyner wants you to stay here and rest until things stabilize.

her mind