Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Woof woof!" The golden retriever puppy barked eagerly in response.

James chimed in with a grin, "Honestly, I think 'Woof Woof' is kind of a cute name!"

The puppy turned to James and let out a whimper, sounding adorably aggrieved.

James's eyes widened in surprise. "No way, did it just understand me?"

"Golden retrievers are really smart," Briony replied, smiling. “I think he just doesn't like your name. He probably prefers 'Lucky'."

"Woof woof!" the puppy barked again, clearly in agreement.

Watching the puppy respond to Briony's every word, James shook his head in mock defeat. "Alright, I give up! You really are his chosen human."

For the first time in days, Briony's lifeless eyes brightened, just a little, as she looked at the puppy.

She was about to let the puppy out when a familiar voice suddenly echoed from outside

"Mom!"

Briony froze in place.

ajar, and Stewart

again, running toward her with a pet carrier

stood up, her expression calm as she watched Irwin approach. He wore a knitted beanie, his cheeks rosy and lively-clearly, he was on the

shoving a hand into his pocket and muttering under his breath, “Why is

followed quietly, his sharp gaze narrowing

in front of Briony, beaming with excitement as he lifted the carrier high. "Look, Mom! I brought

Briony was taken aback.

was giving her a

this was a

his innocent, hopeful face, she couldn't resist asking, "Why

says every woman loves cute

the faint spark of hope in her chest quickly died

Rosita said Grandma Julia isn't here anymore, so you must be really lonely. She told me a

last line—“a kitten can replace Grandma Julia❞—stabbed Briony straight in the

struggling to keep her rising anger in check.