Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The little girl was barely two, her hair tied into two tiny pigtails and dressed in a bright red dress. She was round-cheeked, chubby, and absolutely adorable.

"Mama, puppy, puppy~!"

Her young mother gazed at her with a look full of warmth. "Not puppy, sweetheart. That's Max. His name is Max."

"Puppy! Puppy..."

She was just learning to talk, her words coming out wobbly and mispronounced, the soft baby voice so sweet it could melt anyone's heart.

James watched her and, despite his usual stoic demeanor, felt his heart soften just a little. “Honestly, if you ask me, having a daughter is way better. Boys are no fun at all!"

Briony didn't answer.

James, puzzled, looked down-and froze.

Briony was crying.

He immediately panicked. "Hey, why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?"

Briony shook her head, quickly wiping at the tears on her cheeks.

But the tears just kept coming.

cry. Seriously..." James fumbled awkwardly. "People are going to think I was mean to you or

sinking into a crouch. Amidst her muffled sobs,

had no idea what she was apologizing

repeating "I'm sorry"

hair, helpless and anxious, then finally sighed and reached out to gently pat Briony's

don't need to apologize. If you need to cry, just cry. I'll stay here with you. When you're done, I'll carry

herself out, utterly exhausted. James scooped her up and carried her

noon. James ordered some takeout. While Briony was eating, James pulled out his phone and snapped a few photos. "What are you

an update," James replied, opening his messages and sending

almost instantly: [How is

was about to type a response when Briony

embarrassed? You didn't seem worried about pride when you were bawling

at him

say." He typed out "She's doing fine" and even showed it to Briony before sending.

at least she ate something. James didn't push her to have

to the

James grabbed his car keys and