Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 335

So it was all about Irwin.

Briony wasn't surprised at least, not really.

"What have I ever done to him?" she said with a faint laugh. "Don't make it sound like I've been cruel or something."

Stewart sighed, frustration creeping into his voice. "Irwin's actually quite sensitive. Briony, I know you hold grudges against me and against Rosita, but Irwin is innocent in all this."

Briony's gaze was icy. "Innocent? And what, my son deserved what happened to him?"

"That's not what I meant."

Stewart's brow furrowed. "I get that you're angry, and you can take it all out on me

if you want. But can't you show Irwin a little more care? For the sake of his real father?"

Briony's eyes narrowed.

Of course Stewart would pull that move. When persuasion failed, he'd even invoke Irwin's heroic father for sympathy.

"Stewart, I respect heroes. But I'm just a mother who lost her child. I'm petty and small-minded—I can't possibly understand your grand generosity."

"The best I can do is not take out my pain on Irwin. But if you expect me to treat him as my own, that's simply impossible."

"You don't have to treat him like your own," Stewart said quietly. "Just... show him a little kindness."

her eyes never leaving his. "If you want someone who's good

just the

has his own professional caretaker, why are you forcing

Irwin in a way no one else

absence really mattered, then how come Irwin was perfectly fine the four years I was

his dark eyes steady on

not truly giving these shares to Little

and turned to leave. Stewart caught her

for Little

picked up the folder and held it out to

up at him. "Do you actually care about Little Nina? Is this your idea of fatherly love? Give her five percent of

silent

moment before he finally spoke. "I

about Irwin. Please, just

really mean

gaze lingered

stance was unyielding; there

voice dropped.

the new paperwork and send it to me when it's

her arm out of his grasp and

window, catching a fleeting glimpse of the watercolor Stewart had pressured her to finish four years ago. She

her until

broken only by the sound of a

and early to