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Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 52

“No way!” Irwin blurted out, “Mom, you’re my favorite!”

Rosita’s eyes crinkled with laughter. “Well, you’re my favorite too, Irwin. You’ll always be my one and only darling son. Don’t ever forget that—you’re the only one for me.”

Irwin basked in her affection, grinning from ear to ear. “You’re so beautiful, Mom, and you’re famous too! I’m so proud to be your son, you know?”

But then his smile faded. Thinking of Briony, he frowned and complained, “Mom Bryn is nothing like you! She’s always away on those dumb repair jobs, traveling all the time. Doesn’t even make much money or spend time with me. No wonder Grandma never liked her!”

Rosita gently stroked Irwin’s round head, her lovely features softened by that ever-present, tender smile.

At the intersection, the car rolled to a slow stop.

Their sleek black SUV ended up right beside a white Range Rover.

Through the window, Rosita caught a glimpse of Briony.

Briony was focused on driving and didn’t notice anyone watching her from the neighboring car.

The light turned green. The white Range Rover drove straight ahead, and the black SUV followed at a leisurely pace.

A few minutes later, the Range Rover pulled into the underground garage of a hotel.

The black SUV stopped by the curb outside the hotel entrance.

Inside, Irwin pressed his face to the window, watching helplessly as the white Range Rover disappeared down the ramp into the garage.

“Liar!” Tears welled up in Irwin’s eyes as he shouted, “She’s a liar! I don’t want to like her anymore!”

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Rosita’s eyes, but her expression remained as gentle as ever.

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