Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Stewart walked over and gently ruffled Irwin's hair. "So, which one do you want to pick for your mom?"

"I want to pick two!" Irwin announced brightly. "One for Mom Bryn, one for Mom Rosita so it's fair!"

Stewart's voice was warm and mellow. "Alright, that's fine."

Standing nearby, James overheard their conversation and couldn't help but be puzzled.

Mom Bryn? Mom Rosita?

How many moms does this kid have, anyway?

Stewart signaled to the staff and bought the two ragdoll kittens Irwin had chosen. James, having finished his own paperwork, didn't pay any more attention to the father and son. He grabbed the pet carrier-with a golden retriever puppy inside —and pushed open the glass door of the pet shop, stepping out into the street. Stewart glanced back, his gaze briefly falling on the carrier in James's hand. His dark brows furrowed ever so slightly.

By the time James returned to the studio, Briony was already up.

She was sitting on the sofa, staring absentmindedly at her medical report. Hearing the knock at the door, she snapped back to reality and quickly tucked her prenatal checkup results beneath a throw pillow.

"Come in," she called.

James opened the door and stepped inside.

to discuss with you,"

at him.

you come out here

stood and followed him out of the

puppy had been lying quietly inside, but as Briony approached, it seemed to sense her presence. Instantly, it sprang to its feet, tail wagging

flash of delight crossed Briony's face. She turned to James. "Whose

I could help out and

ask your other

shrugged. "No one else was

lips together, looking at

her, too. As she met its gaze, it

She walked over, knelt down in front of the crate,

her fingers with its wet

smile broke across Briony's face,

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