Regretting the wife 122

Regretting the wife 122

My dad told mehe and Mom aren’t divorced! Mom is still Dad’s wife! She’s still my mom!” 

Irwin clung to Briony, glaring at James with fierce defiance. Mom raised me all by herself, and she loves me! You’re just passing through! You won’t get to act all high and mighty for long!” 

James stared at him, speechless

Like father, like son, he thought bitterly. The stubbornness, the way they twisted things until everyone hated themirritating in exactly the same way

Exasperated, James raked a hand through his hair and turned to Briony. So what now?” 

I’ll take him over,Briony replied, reaching for Irwin’s hand

But just as she turned, Rosita had already slipped on her sunglasses, grabbed her purse, and strode briskly toward the door, moving so quickly it was clear she was desperate not to be stopped

Briony paused, watching Rosita’s retreating figure, and couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose in annoyance

See?James snapped, pointing at Rosita’s back. That’s the wonderful Mom Rositayou keep bragging about! Yet she can’t even bring herself to admit you’re her son in public!” 

Irwin could only stare, stunned, at Rosita’s shrinking silhouette

Outside, a nanny car pulled up for Rosita. She climbed in without a backward glance. The van moved off into the night, taking her with itwithout so much as a look over her shoulder

Irwin’s tearstreaked face was now etched with confusion as he clung to Briony’s jacket. Some mother you’ve got,” James said, ruffling Irwin’s hair with a smirk. Bet you’re thrilled.That finally broke the dam. Irwin let out a wail and burst into loud, messy sobs

Instantly, heads turned their way, some with annoyance, others with open irritation

Rosita was gone, and Irwin had been left behind like forgotten luggage

With Irwin refusing to accept anyone but Briony as his mom, the restaurant manager had little choice but to look to her for help

Briony sighed, resigned, and led Irwin away

At dinner, Irwin sat in front of his kidsized steak, eyes flicking up to Briony

Mom, I can’t cut my steak. Can you help me?” 

Briony looked at him calmly. You’re five now. Big kids should learn to cut their own steak.” 

Irwin’s lips quivered. He dropped his head and muttered, But Mom Rosita always helps me…” 

Halfway through, he remembered how Rosita had just left him and, suddenly, his nose stung and fresh tears welled up

But this time, he didn’t throw a tantrum. He just sniffled quietly, his small shoulders shaking as he tried to stifle 

his sobs

Across the table, James watched, torn between irritation and helplessness. Sheesh. Are you a boy or not? All you do is cry for your mom. How embarrassing is that?” 

Even as he grumbled, James pulled Irwin’s plate over, quickly cut up the steak, and slid it back

There, it’s done. Now eat up! Once you’re finished, I’ll do my good deed for the day and drive you home to your mom.” 

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Chapter 122 

Irwin wiped his face with his sleeve and shot James a sideways glance, sizing him up

James rolled his eyes. What are you looking at? Eat your steak.” 

Irwin mumbled an okayand turned back to Briony

But Briony focused on her own meal, not sparing him a single glance

Irwin’s lips trembled again, but he understood nowBriony wouldn’t help him, and James wouldn’t let her. Besides, his stomach was rumbling. So, without another word, he quietly ate his steak

It took him nearly half an hour to finish

When they finally left the restaurant, it was already eightthirty

James went to get the car. Briony and Irwin stood outside, waiting

Irwin reached for Briony’s hand, looked up at her with a beaming smile, and said, Mom, that steak was really tasty. Next time, can we come back with Dad too?” 

Briony glanced down at their joined hands, then looked at Irwin with a calm, unreadable expression

Regretting the wife

Regretting the wife

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Regretting the wife

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