Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

James and Crystal exchanged glances—and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Briony ruffled Little Nina's hair with a sigh. "Little Nina, remember your manners."

Little Nina nodded, then turned confidently to Irwin. "Hi there, big brother! My name's Little Nina!"

Irwin looked at her rosy, cherubic face.

Her features were the spitting image of Briony's, especially those eyes.

A pang of insecurity twisted inside Irwin.

His mother had a child of her own now; she would never treat him the same way again. She didn't even let him call her "Mom" anymore.

Irwin's nose stung with the threat of tears, but he refused to lose face in front of

his new little sister. He forced a smile. "H-hi, I'm Irwin. Nice to meet you."

Just then, James's phone rang.

His ride had arrived.

"Little Nina, I've got to head home. See you tomorrow."

"Bye, Godfather!" Little Nina blew James a dramatic kiss.

James mussed her hair fondly, said his goodbyes to Briony, and wheeled his suitcase out the door.

carried Little

behind, dragging

watched Briony's retreating figure, his face clouded with

"Don't worry. She's just come back.

lowered his head,

downstairs, a line of women in crisp maid uniforms greeted them in unison:

"For a second, I thought I'd stepped into one of those

Briony glanced around.

Manor, and the living room even had a play area set

had gone out of his way to make Little Nina

just like the one

beaming at Briony.

supposed to call

welcome home! You

frowned. "Just call

do" Jeannie winked at her. "Mr. Wentworth gave us strict instructions: from now on, you're the lady of the house,

you as ma'am and

winced at the

in

bedroom's on the second floor,"

next to

upstairs.

"On it!"

both suitcases,