NovelEnglishChapter 152 Stewart had no choice but to take Irwin back to the Wentworth family estate for the tbeing.
But when they arrived, Irwin refused to get out of the car no matter what.
"Dad, I promise I'll be good. Please don't leaveat Grandma's house, okay?" Stewart could sense something was off with Irwin, but he didn't dwell on it. He figured Irwin was just having a tough tadjusting-he'd been alone at Southcreek Manor for days, with only Sylvie for company. It was normal for a child to get separation anxiety under these circumstances.
"Irwin, Daddy still has to work for a few more days. Why don't you stay at Grandma's for now? As soon as I'm done, I'll cpick you up and take you home." "No!" Irwin clung tightly to Stewart, his small arms wrapped around his father. "If you're busy, can you taketo stay with Mom Rosita instead? I don't like Grandma's house. Grandma is always so strict!" Fiona, Stewart's mother, had always been rather forceful and lacked patience with children.
Irwin had never been close to her, and Stewart knew that better than anyone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut with Rosita still unconscious, Stewart didn't want Irwin to know. He was too young to handle the truth.
If only Briony could be here to look after him right now, Stewart thought.
He looked down at Irwin's young, tear-streaked face, feeling helpless and weighed down by guilt.
"Dad, does Mom not wantanymore...?" Irwin's eyes filled with tears again. "I feel so sad. I dreamed that Mom had a new baby. She was so nice to the new baby, but when I called her, she wouldn't even look at me..." A new baby? Stewart mused. If Briony really was pregnant, maybe that would be a good thing. A child could be the bond that would give their marriage another chance.
"Hey, buddy," Stewart said gently, as Irwin looked up at him, eyes red and shining with hope and fear, "If Mom has a new baby, will you still love me?" Stewart ruffled his hair. "Your mom doesn't have a new baby, Irwin. It was just a dream." But Irwin pouted, unconvinced. Mom definitely was having a new baby! He buried his face in Stewart's chest and went quiet, sulking. Deep down, he was certain that Mom Rosita had guessed right all along Mom really was expecting, and now that she had a new baby, she didn't want him anymore! He remembered all the times she'd promised she'd love him forever. But now, with a new baby on the way, everything was different.
Irwin felt a sharp twist of hurt and fear. If he'd already lost his mother's love, he couldn't bear to lose his father's as well.
Which meant Mom Rosita was right-he absolutely couldn't let Dad find out about the new baby! Since Irwin wouldn't stay at the Wentworth mansion, Stewart ended up taking him to the hospital. That's when they got the news: Rosita was awake.
Stewart hurried Irwin to her room, where they found Quentin and Rosita's mother, Lauren, already there. "Stewart, you're here," Lauren said, dabbing away her tears and stepping aside to make room.
Stewart led Irwin to the bedside.
Irwin saw the thick bandages wrapped around Rosita's wrist and winced.
"Mommy, what happened to your hand? Does it hurt?" Rosita smiled weakly at him. "I'm all right, sweetheart. Don't worry." Irwin nodded solemnly. "You have to listen to the doctors, Mommy, and get better fast, okay?"
"I will," Rosita replied, then turned to Lauren. "Mom, could you and Quentin take Irwin for a bit? There's something I need to discuss with Stewart in private."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Of course." Lauren reached for Irwin's hand. "Irwin, cwith m Grandma and Uncle Quentin. We'll go pick out a new toy, how about that?" Irwin was shy around Lauren and Quentin. He looked up at Stewart, unsure.
Stewart bent down and smoothed his hair reassuringly. "Don't worry m Grandma is Mom Ròsia's mother-she'll love you just like Mom does." As for Uncle Quentin, Stewart clearly preferred not to mention him at all.
Quentin caught the hint, but just shrugged it off. He muttered something about needing to prepare for a meeting and left the room.
Lauren took Irwin to pick out a toy, leaving Stewart and Rosita alone in the hospital room.
Stewart stood beside the bed, his expression cool and distant. "Rosita, don't ever do anything reckless like that again." Rosita's beautiful eyes shimmered with tears at his words.
She looked up at him, her voice fragile and hoarse. "Stewart, let's have a wedding."
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