Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

At that moment, Stewart happened to glance over from his private booth.

Their eyes met for a brief second before Briony quickly looked away. "No, thanks. We're meeting someone," she said, her voice cool.

With that, Briony led Crystal and Little Nina out and into the booth next door.

Jeannie watched the door close, her hazel eyes flickering with uncertainty.

She turned back to Stewart, offering an apologetic smile. "Mr. Wentworth, I'm sorry-did I say something wrong again?"

Stewart didn't reply. He just cast a look at Irwin.

Irwin kept his head down, looking utterly crestfallen.

Stewart's gaze darkened as he turned away.

...

Next door.

Briony set Little Nina down in a high chair.

Crystal glanced at the little girl, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Bryn, what do you think of Ms. Radcliffe?"

Briony paused before answering, her tone neutral. "She's... alright, I suppose."

munching on fruit, her big eyes drifting from her mother to Crystal

It wasn't the kind of conversation

Ferdinand arrived soon after.

him, her

arms outstretched. "Pick me

over and scooped her into his

you miss Mr. Ellsworth, Little

in a pout. "I missed you so much I even dreamed

made all three adults

more candy, I'll make some for you

Nina's eyes sparkled. "Mr. Ellsworth, are

chuckled. "No, I'm just

drooped. "Then I won't get to

away," Ferdinand said, tweaking her nose. "I'll be here for a

by in a flash!"

settled her back into her high chair, then took the seat

it back to her. "I'm not picky- order whatever you

seen

days in the countryside just easygoing he was