Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 398

"Little Nina has nothing to do with Irwin."

Briony cut Jeannie off mid-sentence.

Jeannie turned to meet Briony's gaze.

Briony approached, her face expressionless. "Ms. Radcliffe, I made myself perfectly clear last time. If you keep meddling in this, I have to wonder what your real intentions are."

Jeannie froze.

Briony went on, "Little Nina is where I draw the line. Irwin is Rosita's son. I would never let him get near my daughter."

"I understand you have issues with Ms. Lockwood," Jeannie replied, meeting Briony's eyes, "but Irwin is just a child. Isn't it a bit much to treat him so differently, to be so guarded around him?"

Briony arched an eyebrow, taking in Jeannie's wide, innocent eyes, her lips curling into a cold smile. "You can think I'm being unreasonable, or you can go complain to Stewart if you like. But as long as I'm here, Irwin will never get close to Little Nina."

"I'm not going to tattle to Mr. Wentworth," Jeannie said quickly. "It just seems so unfair to Irwin. He's just a kid, yet he's paying for all the grudges between you adults..."

She hugged Irwin closer, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

never as kind as real mothers, but I always thought you

James had finally had enough. He rolled up his

caught him just

paused, frowning at her. "Seriously? After all that, you

you do," Briony said, letting go

glared back, anger flickering in her

lips quirked in a faint, icy

next moment, she raised her hand

sound echoed in the

her cheek, staring at Briony in shock and

tolerated you long enough, Jeannie Briony said, her

"From now on,

walk the other

me,

she'll slap you every time,"

was when Stewart

saw him, he broke

"Dad!"