NovelEnglishChapter 175 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 tcontacting 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBriony 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.' Seeing that his mom wouldn't budge, Irwin looked crestfallen. He worried that if he kept pushing, he'd only upset her more.
"Fine," he said with a sigh. "I'll sleep with Dad instead." Briony nodded. "Take your suitcase to your dad's room. I'm tired and need to lie down for a bit." Irwin nodded, head down, and wheeled his suitcase out of the room.
He even closed the door gently behind him.
Briony stared at the closed door for a while, then finally lay down on her side.
Next door, Irwin rolled his suitcase into the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStewart looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow. "Got sent back by your mom, huh?" Irwin pouted, his cheeks puffing out in frustration. "Mom's so cold!" Stewart cover and pulled the suitcase in front of the wardrobe. "Don't blyour mom. She just needs a little time."
"Dad, when are we giving Mom that surprise you mentioned?" Irwin's face Xwant her to be crumpled in worry! happy again-right away! I really don't like seeing her like this."
"Tomorrow night," Stewart replied, opening the suitcase and glancing back at him "Chere, I'll show you how to put your clothes away."
"Okay..." Irwin shuffled over, crouching beside the suitcase, his mood still gloomy Mom used to do Mum used all this for us. Now she doesn't care about us at all. Dad, it's like we've been banished to the doghouse!" Stewart paused, then ruffled Irwin's hair. "Don't let your imagination run wild." Irwin just huffed.
He wasn't imagining things-Mom really didn't love him and Dad anymore!
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