Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 18

A faint sound of running water echoed through the phone.

Briony’s breath hitched, but she forced herself to stay calm. “Irwin’s fever still hasn’t broken. The tests say he has acute bronchitis and pneumonia—he needs to be admitted for IV treatment.”

Rosita’s voice instantly tightened with worry. “How could this happen? Wasn’t he perfectly fine when Stewart dropped him off this morning?”

The accusatory tone made Briony’s brow furrow. “Ms. Lockwood, I have to remind you—Irwin’s health is fragile. He has a long list of dietary restrictions.”

With that, Briony ended the call.

She clenched her phone and glanced at Irwin, who lay on the hospital bed, sweating and restless even as he slept. A burning frustration twisted in her chest, making it hard to breathe.

A nurse came in and started Irwin’s IV.

After about fifteen minutes, Irwin began to sweat, and his fever finally started to subside.

Just then, the door to the room swung open.

Stewart and Rosita hurried inside.

“Irwin!”

Rosita rushed to the bedside, tears streaming as she saw her son sleeping, hooked up to the drip.

She caressed his cheek and called gently, “Irwin?”

He blinked groggily awake, and when he saw Rosita, he murmured, “Mom…”

“I’m right here!” Rosita stroked his face, voice thick with emotion. “Don’t be afraid, sweetheart. I’m right here with you.”

“Mom, don’t go…”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Rosita’s tears came harder, her love and worry for Irwin moving everyone in the room.