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 Nina

close behind, dragging her own

them, Irwin watched Briony's retreating figure, his face

hand on Irwin's shoulder. "Don't worry. She's just come back. Give her a

his head,

in crisp maid uniforms greeted them in unison:

a second, I thought I'd

Briony glanced around.

much bigger than Southcreek Manor, and the living room

Stewart had gone out of his way to make Little Nina feel

kid's area looked just like the one in her old house back in the

came over, beaming at Briony. "Ms. Kensington-oh,

supposed to call

home! You and your little

frowned. "Just call me Ms.

do" Jeannie winked at her. "Mr. Wentworth gave us strict instructions: from now

you as ma'am and follow your

inwardly winced

Stewart walked in from outside, Irwin trailing

on the second floor," Stewart told her. "Little Nina's

next to

Little Nina upstairs. "Crystal, can you bring

"On it!"

grabbed both suitcases,