Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 401

"Irwin," Jeannie said, glancing at him, "I think there's something wrong with your mother. Go to the nurses' station and get someone, quickly."

Worried about Rosita, Irwin nodded at once and dashed out of the room to find a nurse.

As soon as he left, Jeannie quietly locked the door behind him.

She crossed the room and gave Rosita's cheek a gentle slap.

Rosita frowned in her sleep, still trapped in some nightmare, unable to wake.

Jeannie pressed harder. "Ms. Lockwood!"

The sting snapped Rosita awake. She stared at Jeannie, still dazed, struggling to make sense of her surroundings.

"Wake up, Ms. Lockwood." Jeannie flashed her a sweet, almost innocent smile. "Now that we're alone, let's talk about Irwin, shall we?"

Rosita's brow furrowed. "What about Irwin?"

"His parentage," Jeannie replied, her eyes glinting. "Did you know you were talking in your sleep? You said Irwin's real parentage must be kept from Mr. Wentworth. I'm curious-what is Irwin's real story?"

expression shifted instantly. "I never said that,

it." There was a calculating edge in Jeannie's eyes. "If you won't tell

"You wouldn't dare!"

sweeter, but her tone was cold and threatening. "I care about Irwin, truly. That means I need to know everything about him. And it certainly seems you're hiding a big secret from Mr. Wentworth, Ms.

the bedsheet,

"Irwin's off fetching a nurse for me, but he'll be back

Jeannie, seeing her clearly for the

you've been obsessed with Stewart, haven't

we're talking about delusions, I'd say you're the one living in

it up, Jeannie. Stewart would never want someone

is none of your

Rosita glared at her.

knocked

Jeannie, I brought the nurse!

voice, Rosita's mind spun in panic. Irwin must

I suppose I

lunged

hand.