Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 60

Briony listened to Irwin’s sharp words, feeling nothing but numbness inside.

Maybe it was for the best. She wasn’t Irwin’s mother, after all. Maybe it was time to let things go back to how they should be.

She would step out of Stewart and Irwin’s lives for good, and let everything return to its proper course.

Without another glance back, Briony turned and walked straight for the door.

“Briony—”

A sudden fit of coughing cut through the silence.

Stewart’s face changed instantly. “Irwin?”

Irwin was gasping for breath, clutching his chest as he began to collapse.

“Irwin!” Stewart scooped him into his arms, turning desperately to Briony. “He’s having an asthma attack!”

Briony’s hand froze on the doorknob.

“Mom… cough… Mom…” Even as Stewart held him, Irwin’s pale face was contorted in pain. Despite everything, he instinctively reached out a trembling hand toward Briony, pleading, “Mom, I can’t breathe… cough…”

Briony’s grip on the doorknob tightened.

She squeezed her eyes shut, telling herself not to give in. Stewart was here—he’d make sure Irwin was alright…

“Where’s Irwin’s inhaler?!”

Briony faltered, then spun around.

Stewart was standing there, clutching the breathless boy, his eyes pleading with her.

Irwin’s pale face had lost all its earlier defiance. Now, he just looked scared and helpless.

Something twisted painfully in Briony’s chest. Releasing the door, she rushed upstairs toward the child’s room.

Stewart hurried after her, Irwin limp in his arms.

In the bedroom, Briony yanked open the top drawer by the bed and grabbed the medication.

After Irwin used his inhaler, his breathing gradually steadied. Nestled in Briony’s arms, he soon drifted off to sleep.

She gently laid him on the bed and pulled the covers up around him.

Throughout it all, Briony didn’t say a word, nor did she look at Stewart once.

Stewart stood silently nearby, watching as she cared for Irwin with quiet tenderness, something soft flickering in his deep-set eyes.

At last, Briony brushed a hand over Irwin’s pale cheek, then turned to leave.

“Briony.”

Stewart called after her.