Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony listened quietly, her expression unreadable. She didn't ask a single question.

She bent down and scooped little Mario into her arms, kissing his cheek. "Guess what, sweetheart? You get to stay with Mommy and Little Nina for lots of days. Excited?"

Little Mario nodded obediently. "Yeah, I'm excited."

Briony stroked his hair. "So, would you rather play at home, or go with Little Nina to summer camp at her school?"

"With Little Nina," he replied without hesitation.

"Alright. Tomorrow, Mommy will take you to meet Little Nina's teacher. She loves music, so she signed up for music class. What about you? What do you like?"

Little Mario thought for a moment. "Legos!"

"Perfect. I'll tell your teacher tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mommy."

"You're such a good boy." Briony smiled. "How about we just play at home today?"

He nodded. "Okay."

Carol and Marlene carried the suitcases upstairs together.

Briony settled onto the living room sofa with little Mario beside her. She glanced at

him and asked, "Did you bring any homework this time?"

Little Mario shook his head. "Daddy said I should take a break for a while."

a moment before replying softly,

...

Midnight.

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under the covers, wrapped an arm around her,

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help but laugh. "I told you to let the nanny come with us, but

punch. "This is Mr. Delaney's house! You insisted on coming

bringing the

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her eyes. "You're impossible!" Stella tried to push him away, but he didn't

his head and kissed her, deep and