Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 365

"Yes."

"Dad also said she killed my little brother... My brother's gone, so Dad must be really sad."

Just thinking about Stewart's furious face that night at Lunar Heights Estate made Irwin's heart pound all over again.

"I'm Mom's kid. Now that Dad hates Mom so much, do you think he's going to start hating me too?"

Jeannie's hazel eyes softened.

She smiled gently, ruffling Irwin's hair. "Sweetheart, how could you think that

about your dad? Think back-has he ever been harsh with you?"

Irwin thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Except for tonight, Dad's never raised his voice at me. He's always been good to me."

"Then, think again-why was he upset with you tonight?"

Irwin paused, confused. He looked up at Jeannie.

She met his gaze, her voice warm. "Because you went to see your mom behind his back, and you lied to him about it."

Irwin dropped his head, voice small and muffled. "But now Mom Bryn doesn't want me anymore. I just didn't want to be a kid without a mom."

you need a mother's love. I've heard how, for five years, Mom Bryn cared for you with all her heart. She raised you so well. She really was

as he listened. "But she doesn't

from Mom Bryn's side. It's not really her fault. Your birth mom took her son away from her. How could she possibly treat you like her own child now? From where I stand, the fact that she hasn't taken her anger and pain out on you is already something

"Irwin, look at me."

lifted his head to meet Jeannie's

voice soft and sweet.

Some wounds never heal. So you

but now that

Bryn and

always good to me: It was my own mom who caused my little brother's death. I can't expect Mom Bryn to treat me like her

your mom, I do think she was wrong.

Dad gets back, I'll apologize to him.

he won't let me see

mature." Jeannie glanced at the clock.

bed—I'll tidy

talk. "You're still getting over your cold, Ms. Radcliffe. Remember

me, Irwin. I'm feeling much better."

"Mm-hmm."

upstairs before turning to gather the empty bowls from the table and carry

faint smile slip across her

small blue light