Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Back in Northborough, Briony and Ferdinand stepped out of the airport into the crisp afternoon air.

Gifford was waiting outside, ready to pick up Ferdinand.

Ferdinand turned to Briony. "Want me to drop you off first?"

"I'm heading back to Skybreeze Retreat," Briony replied, glancing at her watch. "It's nearly dinnertime. If you're not in a rush, why don't you and Gifford come eat with us before you head home?"

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "That phone call you just took-was it from Little Nina?"

Briony gave a helpless little smile. "Yes. That little rascal found out I was with you and put me on a mission-she wants me to bring you back."

"Being thought of is a nice feeling," Ferdinand said warmly. "Guess I'll help you complete your mission. Afterwards, you can report back to Little Nina."

Briony laughed, and the three of them piled into the car.

Half an hour later, Gifford pulled into the driveway of Sunset Ridge Villas.

At the sound of the engine, Little Nina and little Mario came running out to greet them.

Briony was surprised to see little Mario. "Hey, little Mario-did you come by yourself?"

He shook his head and pointed toward the house. "Carol."

Carol appeared in the doorway, smiling. "Mr. Ferguson's been busy these past couple days, and staying cooped up in a hotel room with little Mario was getting a bit stuffy. I thought I'd shamelessly bring him over to spend some time with you all."

affectionately. "You and little Mario are always welcome here." The

the details between Briony and Garry, but after a few encounters, she could tell Briony wasn't the type to hold a grudge. Clearly, her boss must've done something wrong. Not that

Little Nina, Carol made a point of bringing him over more often. The interaction did wonders

over and nodded

he and Carol had been communicating

covers in his sleep. He used to sleep like a little frog, but not

Mario's head a gentle pat. "Let

"Of course," Carol agreed.

with the

took her suitcase up to her room first. She'd barely finished unpacking

Stewart.

the call, but he tried again and again. Annoyed,

spoken another word to Stewart. At this

changed into some comfy loungewear and

the living room, Ferdinand

two kids played in the children's corner, while Carol

felt peaceful,

as always, someone was

pulled up

She didn't need to look to know