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?"

shifted instantly. "I never said

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

"You wouldn't dare!"

grew even sweeter, but her tone was cold and threatening. "I care about Irwin, truly. That means I need to know everything about him. And

clutching the bedsheet, head

back any second. If you want to keep this

seeing her

you've been

Jeannie laughed. "And you have the nerve to accuse me? If we're talking about delusions, I'd say you're the one living

teeth. "Give it up, Jeannie. Stewart would never want

not is none of your concern,"

Rosita glared at her.

someone knocked on

brought the nurse! Please open

Rosita's mind spun in

Lockwood, I suppose I should let them

Rosita lunged

hand. "Wait!