Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 275

Chapter 280

She glanced at the master bedroom door, shut tight as always, and a flicker of disappointment passed over her face.

Ever since Irwin started elementary school, Stewart had come home less and less.

Irwin, at least, tried to be understanding. He knew that Stewart had become even busier after taking over The Wentworth Group, and so he stopped crying and pleading for Stewart to come home to spend time with him.

When Stewart did come back, he'd talk with Irwin for a bit, and then either retreat to his study or lock himself away in the master bedroom.

Jeannie barely got a chance to exchange a few words with him.

Thinking about it, Jeannie sighed quietly to herself.

Inside the master bedroom, Stewart stepped out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower, just as his phone began to ring. Cedric Clarke's name flashed on the

screen.

He answered, and Cedric's voice came through immediately. "Lauren came in for tests at our hospital today. It's late-stage pancreatic cancer."

A faint smile tugged at Stewart's lips. "Does Gavin know?"

"She went alone-she's HIV-positive, there's no way she'd let Gavin come to the hospital with her!"

Cedric paused, then added, "But she's been with Gavin for four years. Odds are, he won't escape unscathed either. I'm not saying I feel sorry for Gavin, but honestly, I do pity Mrs. Prescott a little."

"I warned Jason," Stewart replied coolly. "If he's not a fool, he'll know to make arrangements for Mrs. Prescott in advance."

Cedric let out a sigh, about to say more, when the wailing of a child echoed in the background.

"Gotta go. The baby's crying again-I need to calm him down..."

The call ended abruptly.

his phone, the sound of the child's sobs lingering

hand to cover

on, long and

Silverlake Town.

first gentle rays of sunlight parted the night's veil, and the

thin mist, scattering across the uneven rooftops

rooster or bark of a dog mingled with the

curling into the morning fog, filling the air with the

alarm sounded from the bedside table-its recording was

childish voice was

girl frowned in her sleep, rolled over, and snuggled deeper

half-closed, hugged her daughter close and pressed a gentle kiss to her hair. "Good morning,

is

voice was soft and sweet, unmistakably cranky

bottom a gentle pat. "It's Monday, darling.

into sleepy slits, lips pouting. "Then give me a magic mommy kiss,

leaned in and planted a kiss on her rosy cheek. "Alright, time to get up and help Mommy with the

"Okay!"

into her cartoon slippers, and scampered off to the bathroom. Soon, her childish singing echoed from the bathroom: "I'll turn the

unable

really was obsessed

my teeth! And

her daughter's clothes on the bed and ruffled her

her daughter, but still tried

Nina fetched her clothes and started changing by herself. "Mommy, you

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