Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

You don't actually have to show up in person to change your household

registration.

But Stewart said he'd help the kids get their ID cards while he was at it, so Briony

didn't argue.

By the time all the paperwork was finished, it was already three thirty in the afternoon.

Little Nina piped up, suggesting the whole family go out for some KFC. Stewart didn't answer right away he just looked over at Briony.

Briony was about to refuse when she felt a small hand slip into hers. She glanced down and met little Mario's dark, earnest eyes.

"Mama, can we all go together?"

"Yeah, Mom, just this once, please?" Little Nina scurried over, grabbing Briony's other hand. "Dad said he's going overseas for work soon, and it might be a really, really long time before he can come see us again."

Briony lifted her eyes to Stewart.

He'd been watching her the whole time.

As if afraid she'd get the wrong idea, he hurried to explain, "I only told them I'd be working in another country. I swear, I had no idea about the KFC thing."

Briony pressed her lips together.

Little Nina pleaded, swinging Briony's arm,

her children, Briony couldn't bring herself to let them

gave in with a gentle sigh.

in surprise, as if he

at him, her face unreadable.

"Hang on, let

mall downtown," Briony said. "It's less than a

her carefully. "Should

then asked,

"Carl dropped us off."

my car. You can have Carl pick

"Alright," Stewart replied.

and

the

there weren't many

a quiet spot in

his phone to order, scanning the

kiddos, what looks

his head and handed the phone to

wide when she spotted the sundaes. “Can I