Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 224

Lauren was startled by Rosita's outburst-Irwin looked absolutely petrified. Quickly, she tried to restore calm. "Rosita, what are you doing? Don't scare the child..."

"He doesn't even know who his mother is!" Rosita shouted, her voice raw with anger. "Is it wrong for me to remind him?"

Irwin's face crumpled, and he burst into loud sobs, rice still in his mouth. "Mommy, you're scary! I want Daddy! I don't want Mommy anymore..."

Rosita lunged forward and grabbed his shoulders. Her grip was desperate and unyielding. "I'm your mother! Do you hear me, Irwin? I gave birth to you! You only have one mother-me!"

Irwin had never seen Rosita like this. Terrified, he tried to wriggle away, but she was too strong. All he could do was plead, his voice trembling: "Grandma, help me! Please, Grandma, help!"

Lauren immediately stood and hurried over, pulling the boy away and shielding him behind her. She frowned at Rosita. "Rosita, get a hold of yourself. You're scaring him!"

Suddenly, Irwin coughed violently-he had choked on his food. With a few spasms, he vomited up everything he'd eaten.

"Oh, sweetheart, don't frighten me like that!" Lauren knelt down and patted his back, her voice full of worry. "You mustn't have another accident, or how could I ever explain this to your father..."

Hearing this, Rosita's fury seemed to drain away. She stared at Irwin-so small, so frightened and her expression softened.

"I'm sorry, Irwin..." she whispered, her voice thick with remorse as she tried to step closer, arms reaching for him.

"Don't come near me!" Irwin cried, scrambling further behind Lauren.

Lauren called for the housekeeper to clean up the mess. After wiping the floor, the housekeeper quietly slipped away.

Mommy didn't mean to yell at you.

sobbed harder, crying out between hiccups. "You're a bad mommy! You yelled at me... When you're sick,

Rosita froze.

a car pulled up

Stewart was home.

Stewart found out she'd

seized the moment and darted towards the

when Irwin, still crying, flung himself into his arms. Stewart's brow furrowed. He knelt and scooped Irwin up, gently wiping his face with a handkerchief.

father's neck, hiccupping. "Mommy scared me. Take me away, Daddy. I

Stewart's expression darkened.

rushed over, but Irwin had

desperately to explain.

cut her off, his voice cold and unyielding. "Your moods have been unstable

response, he turned and carried Irwin

voice. "I didn't mean to; I've

even look back, his stride long and

helplessly as he got into the car. Her anxiety peaked, and her vision blurred-then, she

her

commotion outside. He gave no sign of concern. "Drive," he instructed

sir." Carl turned the car around