Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 213

Lunar Heights Estate

Rosita stepped in from outside.

Irwin was curled up on the sofa, flipping through a picture book. At the sound of footsteps, he looked up and, spotting Rosita, immediately tossed the book aside.

“Mom!” he called out.

He dashed over and threw his arms around her waist, tilting his chin up to meet her gaze. “Where did you go, Mom?”

Rosita ruffled his hair. “I just had some errands to run. How are you feeling today?”

“My throat doesn’t hurt anymore,” Irwin answered, lips pursed in a slight pout. “Mom, I want some candy, but Nana said I can’t have any.”

“It’s not just Nana saying no—it’s because you can’t have sweets right now.”

She took his hand and led him back to the sofa, settling beside him. “Think about it, sweetie. When you lived with Mom Bryn, did she ever let you eat snacks?”

Irwin paused to think, then answered honestly, “Mom Bryn almost never did, but if I was really good, she’d sometimes give me a treat. Usually those milk candies—the chewy kind!”

“Did she give you other snacks besides those candies?”

“Yeah, but only very rarely.”

He hesitated, then added, “But even though she didn’t let me have a lot of store-bought snacks, she’d bake all sorts of yummy breads and cookies herself. Oh! And she made the best cream cakes—her cakes were so pretty and delicious!”

A shadow passed through Rosita’s eyes.

Lately, Irwin was always talking about Briony, and whenever he mentioned her, it was a never-ending stream of praise.

Briony was just a glorified babysitter—how had she managed to win Irwin’s affection so easily?

“Irwin,” Rosita said softly, “do you think Mom Bryn is better than your real mom?”