Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 217

Irwin's wailing instantly drew every pair of eyes in the room.

Briony's irritation was palpable. "Stewart, are you doing this on purpose?"

"I told you, Irwin's been acting out these last few days." Stewart's expression was calm, showing no sign of guilt or evasion.

"I'm not going to keep giving in to him." Briony's voice was icy. "I don't owe him anything."

Stewart frowned. "If he throws a tantrum, I can't calm him down either."

"Then have Carl take him to the car to wait."

Stewart turned to Carl.

Carl immediately stepped forward, arms outstretched. "Come on, buddy. Let's go wait in the car, okay?"

"I don't want to!"

Irwin slapped Carl's hands away and started crying even harder, his sobs echoing through the hall.

The commotion was so loud that even the staff came over to intervene.

"You already have a child together," one staff member said, trying to mediate. "Maybe talk things through? Look at how scared he is. As parents, you can't be so selfish-divorce always hurts the child most."

But Briony refused to budge.

Irwin kept crying, his voice hoarse as he pleaded, "Please don't get divorced, Mom and Dad!"

The staff looked at Irwin, their gazes heavy with reproach as they turned to Briony. "You're his mother. How can you stand to see your child in this state?"

Briony's patience snapped.

She looked straight at the staffer, her face cold. "I'm his stepmother. His real mother and father are getting back together. Isn't it reasonable for me to step aside and let them be?"

member

brow, lips curling into a faint, sarcastic smile. "Still want to

air. The staffer forced a smile, then quietly retreated. At that moment,

go. Sign the papers, stamp a seal,

headed toward the counter, not looking back. Stewart watched her walk away,

Irwin began

I don't

around, Stewart had already scooped

having

Stewart's car peel away from the curb,

long moment, Briony just stared

too many times. Now, she couldn't even muster anger. It all

slip in the trash, steeled her face, and

drizzled steadily as Briony drove back to her studio, thoughts of the failed divorce swirling in her

certain-Stewart had no intention of letting

his reasons, it was a disaster for

her pregnancy started to show. Only then could she be free, able to leave this place

she possibly force Stewart

more powerless she felt, as if her fate

the building's underground garage, she didn't get out right away. Instead,

from

It was Carney Winslow.

answered right away.

your recovery coming

should be able to restore the

can wait." Carney

"I'm listening."

a documentary about artifact restoration. They asked me to recommend a young restorer, and I'd like to put your name

surprised. "Just one spot? Mr. Delaney is even younger than I am, and he's just as

he is, can't keep his mouth shut. This is a national broadcast.

are a few older experts being considered as well. They've done documentaries before, so they