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."

big eyes

Crystal decided to drop the subject. It wasn't the kind

Ferdinand arrived soon after.

Nina saw him, her face

Ellsworth!" she squealed, arms outstretched. "Pick me

scooped her

miss Mr. Ellsworth, Little

"I missed you so much I even dreamed about you making me those yummy fruit

made all three adults

more candy, I'll make some

"Mr. Ellsworth, are you moving to Northborough

I'm

Nina's shoulders drooped. "Then I won't get

tweaking her nose. "I'll be here for a while this time—maybe two

weeks goes by in a

her high chair,

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

seen for

the countryside just easygoing he was