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

close behind, dragging her own

them, Irwin watched Briony's retreating

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

his head,

the living room downstairs, a line of women in crisp

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

Briony glanced around.

the living room even had a

his way to make Little Nina feel

just like the one in her old house

over, beaming at Briony. "Ms.

supposed to

You

frowned. "Just call me

Wentworth gave us strict instructions: from now on, you're the lady of

you as ma'am and follow your

winced at

walked in from outside, Irwin trailing

on the second floor," Stewart told her.

next

him, carrying Little Nina upstairs. "Crystal, can you bring my

"On it!"

both suitcases, ready