Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Little Nina's paintbrush slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor. She crouched down to pick it up-

Suddenly, a pair of polished black leather shoes appeared right in front of her.

She paused, curiosity flickering across her face as she tilted her head back to

look up.

Stewart knelt down, his intense gaze fixed on the little girl whose features so closely resembled Briony's. Emotions churned in his dark eyes.

Little Nina's big brown eyes grew even wider.

Wow, this uncle is really handsome!

And not at all in the same way as Uncle Ferdinand, either.

But... there was something a little strange about him.

Clutching her paintbrush, Little Nina edged away, eyeing Stewart with open suspicion.

Swallowing hard, Stewart parted his lips, struggling for a moment before finally speaking. "What's your name?"

"My mom says I'm not supposed to talk to strangers!" she replied, her voice bright and clear—and deliberately loud. “Even if the stranger is really good-looking, it's still not allowed!"

Her words immediately caught the teacher's attention.

A young woman strolled over, pausing when she caught sight of Stewart. For a split second, surprise registered on her face.

He was handsome, with a quiet, commanding presence that was hard to ignore.

But a flutter of attraction or not, she didn't forget her responsibility.

"Sir, is there someone you're looking for?" she asked politely.

Rising to his feet, Stewart gave her a curt nod. "Sorry-I didn't mean to interrupt your class."

"It's alright. The kids are just about finished with their art anyway. Are you here for one of them?"

darted to

posture radiating caution. For someone so

smile faintly at her precocious

back to the teacher, his expression cooled. "She's

curious. Sorry for

turned and

case he turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. She didn't let her guard down

glimpse of the

car

Nina," she called,

girl came

ruffled her hair gently. "Do you

her head. "But he kept staring at me with a weird expression. Even though he's really handsome, my

a smart

car, Stewart watched Little Nina and her teacher through

adorable, with rosy cheeks and the sweetest little face. Whoever was raising her was doing a fine

the children and started leading them back

an eye on them,"

group at a

only a block from the preschool, less

just about pickup

in clusters

little ways down the street, out of sight

parents, James's towering

Little Nina came bounding over, her backpack

"Godfather!" she called.

and scooped her up, brushing sweat from her forehead with a gentle hand. "What's my little

excitement. "I made a picture. Mommy sells her paintings, and since I'm her daughter, mine must

"I'll buy every one you

But you'll have to

raised an eyebrow. "Why's

will want to buy them too," Little Nina said,

James: ...