Stella’s eyes widened in shock. “Are you saying… Irwin wants to hurt you?!”
Briony shook her head. “I’m not saying I suspect Irwin. He’s just a child—how could he possibly understand these things? But I am pregnant, and I don’t feel comfortable with a crystal whose origins are unclear. I just think it’s safer to have it tested.”
“Oh, I see!” Stella immediately tucked the bracelet back into its jewelry box. “I’ll take it to Mr. Delaney right away!”
“Thank you.”
Stella handed the bracelet to James, who wasted no time contacting a friend.
His friend told him to send it over as soon as possible.
So James and Stella headed out together to find a courier service and ship off the bracelet.
Briony returned to her room, intending to lie down and rest for a while, but Irwin rolled in, dragging his little suitcase behind him.
“Mom!”
Briony paused, sitting up as she glanced at his suitcase. She guessed what he wanted and frowned slightly.
Irwin let go of his suitcase and ran over to her. “Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight!”
Briony’s frown deepened. She was pregnant now, and Irwin had a habit of tossing and turning in his sleep—what if he kicked her belly by accident?
“Why don’t you sleep with your dad tonight?” she said, gently moving his small hand off her leg.
Irwin scowled. “But I want to sleep with you, Mom!”
“My sleep hasn’t been great lately. If you stay with me, I won’t get any rest.”
“I’ll be good—I promise I won’t move around.”
Briony sighed, pressing her lips together. “Irwin, you’re getting older now. I don’t want to have to repeat myself.”
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