Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 30

The bathroom door slammed shut, and moments later, the unmistakable sound of Briony retching echoed from within.

Whatever breakfast she’d managed that morning ended up in the toilet. Only after emptying her stomach did she finally start to feel a little better.

Even with the door closed, the intensity of her nausea was apparent. The sound carried into the hallway.

Irwin frowned and looked up at Stewart. “Dad, why is Mom throwing up so much? Is she sick?”

Stewart’s eyes darkened. He reached out and gently ruffled Irwin’s hair. “She’s probably just been a little too busy and overtired these past few days.”

Irwin’s face scrunched in concern. “Does that mean Mom won’t be able to visit me as much?”

“That’s something you can ask her yourself,” Stewart replied.

Irwin sighed, clearly dissatisfied. He muttered, “She never used to be this busy. It’s like, ever since my mom came back, she’s always got so much to do…”

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Briony emerged, looking a little pale but composed.

Both Stewart and Irwin turned to her.

“Mom,” Irwin called, his small face etched with worry. “Are you okay?”

Briony felt much better now that the nausea had passed, though she was left a bit drained.

Stewart watched her closely, his dark eyes narrowed. “Upset stomach?”

Her eyelashes fluttered, betraying a brief flicker of guilt before she steadied herself.

She pressed her lips together and answered, trying her best to sound calm.

Stewart rarely showed concern for her, so Briony didn’t believe for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped he wouldn’t catch on to anything.

“Did you see a doctor?” he asked.

If only he hadn’t brought it up. The more Stewart questioned her, the more anxious Briony became.

He’d been a father before, after all. Considering how much he doted on Rosita during her pregnancy, he must’ve learned plenty about these things.