Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Little Nina pouted, casting Briony a look of exaggerated exasperation. "Do you really need to ask?"

Briony was caught off guard.

"Of course I'd vote for Dad!" Little Nina replied, utterly convinced. "Mr. Ellsworth might be handsome, but he's just an uncle. If I wanted, I could have lots of handsome uncles in the future, but I only have one dad!"

Briony was momentarily speechless.

Little Nina looked up at her, eyes sparkling with mischief, her little voice clear and earnest.

"Mama, I know you and Dad argued and decided to live apart. But don't worry-if it came down to a vote between you and Dad, I'd pick you without a second thought! But if it's Dad versus anyone else, even Godfather versus Dad, I'd always choose Dad."

James: "..."

Well, turns out the real clown here is me.

The video ended there. James put away his phone, shut his eyes, and let out a long, theatrical sigh. "Sweetheart, that hurts. I think you owe me some comfort."

"Huh?" Little Nina glanced at James, blinking innocently. "Don't be sad, Godfather. You're still a step above Mr. Ellsworth. If it were between you and Mr. Ellsworth, I'd absolutely vote for you!"

James brightened instantly, feeling vindicated. He thought to himself, I knew all that pampering would pay off!

"Well then, Godfather feels much better now." He beamed at her, giving her a big thumbs-up. "You're absolutely right, Little Nina. I'm proud of you!"

I'm way too clever for questions like that

remember, this was your own choice. So if you grow up and change your

Nina blinked. "If Dad hadn't given me those shares, I wouldn't even have the chance to vote! So

definitely Stewart's daughter," James said, glancing at Briony. "What do you

gazed at her daughter, her

sense that her little girl had grown up a lot, all of a

say daughters inherit their intelligence and temperament more from their fathers. Looking at Little Nina now, Briony had to admit-when it came to brains,

"We'll see what she's interested in.

nine-time for Little Nina

said goodnight

climbed into bed beside her daughter. "No storybook tonight-how about you just

comforting scent. “Mom, did you sleep

Little Nina beside me, I didn't

to cheer her up-but it was also

case, I won't go

daughter to

cheek. "I was teasing, sweetheart. I slept just fine. But I did miss you—that

you