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?"

"I never said

There was a calculating edge in Jeannie's eyes. "If you won't tell me, I'll just go and ask

"You wouldn't dare!"

threatening. "I care about Irwin, truly. That means I need to know

pale, her hands clutching the bedsheet, head pounding

Ms. Lockwood," Jeannie said lightly. "Irwin's off fetching a nurse for me, but he'll be back any second. If you want to keep this between

at Jeannie, seeing her clearly for the

been

nerve to accuse me? If we're talking about delusions, I'd say you're the one living in

it up, Jeannie. Stewart would never

of your concern," Jeannie

Rosita glared at her.

someone knocked on the

I brought the nurse!

mind spun in

I suppose I should let them

lunged

Jeannie's hand. "Wait!