Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 404

Once inside, she realized Stewart wasn't downstairs.

"Irwin, go up to your room and start your homework."

"Okay." Irwin trudged up the stairs, backpack slung over his shoulder, clearly in a foul mood.

Jeannie, on the other hand, was practically buzzing with excitement. She hurried back to her room to touch up her makeup and spritzed herself with perfume before stepping out again.

As she left her room, Stewart emerged from his study at the same moment.

"Mr. Wentworth," Jeannie called, walking over with a bright smile. "Just finished working?"

The moment she approached, a wave of overpowering floral fragrance hit him.

Stewart's eyebrows knit together, and his voice stayed cool. "Where's Irwin?" Jeannie answered sweetly, "He's in his room, working on his homework!" Without another word, Stewart headed straight for Irwin's room.

Jeannie, unwilling to give up so easily, trailed behind.

Stewart paused outside Irwin's door, glancing back at her. "I haven't had dinner yet. Could you go downstairs and make me some pasta? Something light."

"Of course!" Jeannie replied, her heart fluttering as she turned and hurried down the stairs.

Stewart watched her go, his gaze growing distant and troubled.

opened the door

all. He was slumped over his desk,

"Irwin?"

room and gently patted his head.

scrambled to his feet.

the boy's anxious face, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Did something happen? Is

gaze darted

something's wrong, you

tears away with his sleeve, Irwin looked up at Stewart, voice barely above a whisper. "Dad, will you always treat me

hair with his big hand. "Why do you

his head, forcing a smile. "Just wondered, that's all. I'm okay. The homework's just a

see." Stewart sat down

pointed vaguely at a

began

kept getting distracted, clearly not himself. Stewart noticed, but

while later, Jeannie came up to call Stewart for

told her to stay with Irwin, then

disappointed, but all she could

beautifully plated bowl of pasta, the carrots carved into little

for

need you to look into Irwin's

Irwin to school. On her way home, as she waited at