Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 101

“Irwin!”

Stewart strode over, his expression stern as he fixed his gaze on Irwin. “That’s no way to behave. Apologize.”

“I didn’t say anything wrong!” Irwin protested, defiant. “Mom Rosita’s already hurt, and it’s not right for my mom to take out her bad mood on her!”

Stewart’s face darkened immediately. “Irwin. Apologize. Now.”

Irwin’s lips pressed into a thin line. He was afraid of Stewart—no matter how much he wanted to argue, he dared not say another word.

But apologize? He wouldn’t do it.

Rosita limped over to Irwin’s side, gently cupping his cheek in her hand as she soothed him in a soft voice. “Irwin, that wasn’t the right thing to say. Come on, apologize to your Mom Bryn.”

Irwin stared at the floor, stubbornly silent.

Briony watched the entire exchange with cold detachment.

The moment Irwin spoke up for Rosita, something inside her went numb. She felt nothing but bitter disappointment, so much so that even anger seemed pointless now.

Her mind wandered to the time the abbot at Brightspring Abbey had chosen for her mother’s funeral.

Briony turned away, retrieving her mother’s portrait and carefully putting it back in place.

When she faced the others again, her voice was calm and unwavering. “The dead deserve respect. You’ve come, put on your little show—now you can leave.”

“Is everything arranged for the funeral?” Stewart asked, trying to keep his tone neutral. “If you need help with anything, just tell me.”

“There is something,” Briony replied, meeting his eyes. She lifted her arm and pointed toward the door. “Take your partner and your child, and get out.”

Stewart’s expression clouded over.

But this time, he said nothing more. He simply stared at Briony for a moment, then took Irwin’s hand. “Irwin, let’s go.”