Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 402

As Irwin's biological mother, Rosita knew that no matter how much her fortunes might decline in the future, she could always count on Irwin to guarantee her a life of comfort and luxury.

With that thought, Rosita turned to her son. "Irwin, sweetheart, could you step outside for a moment? Mommy needs to talk to your teacher alone."

The nurse, seeing Rosita was all right, quietly left the room.

Irwin looked up at Jeannie.

Jeannie smiled and patted his head. "Be a good boy, Irwin. Your mom and I need

to have a grown-up conversation. Wait for us outside, okay?"

"Okay." Irwin obediently slipped out of the hospital room, even pulling the door shut behind him.

Inside, Jeannie grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed, her posture cold and imperious. She fixed Rosita with a hard stare. "Go on. I'm listening."

Rosita closed her eyes, as if bracing herself for a firing squad. "Irwin isn't Stewart's biological son."

Jeannie had suspected as much. "Then who is his real father?"

"Stewart thinks Irwin belongs to his late friend Randolph, but..." Rosita squeezed her eyes shut. "But the truth is, Irwin's real father is someone else entirely."

mean Mr. Wentworth always believed Irwin was Randolph's child,

Rosita spat, her voice edged with bitterness. "This is my private business. You don't need all the details. Since you happened to

mind raced, piecing everything

Randolph's son after all, Irwin might lose everything in Stewart's eyes. And if Irwin fell

gaze. "But you have to promise me-no more chasing after Stewart. I'll be honest with you: I care for Mr.

in defeat. "Fine. I

tow. Left alone, Rosita pulled out her phone and dialed a

Rosita left the hospital and climbed into a

an hour later, she arrived at

housekeeper met her at the door and

At the

second floor,

knocked, waited a

then opened

Lockwood is here."

"Sir,

stepped inside. The housekeeper quietly shut the door behind

dim, lit only by a single lamp. Barrie stood by the window, silhouetted