Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Garry had been back in Westenmar these past two days on business, and with

little Mario still recuperating under Ferdinand's care, he decided to have Carol and Mario stay in Northborough for now.

James had already taken care of the camper van arrangements in advance.

Counting Crystal, there were four adults and two children as they set out for the campsite.

The site was just outside the city, about a forty-minute drive from downtown.

All the way there, little Nina and Mario were bubbling with energy, chattering and giggling, as if they'd never even heard of fighting; the two little ones got along perfectly.

Forty minutes later, they arrived.

A sparkling lake reflected the vast blue sky, and fresh green grass stretched out before them-the perfect place for a weekend getaway.

James pulled the van into a parking spot.

Everyone climbed out.

Little Nina immediately clamored to fly a kite and dragged Mario off toward a stall selling kites.

Carol hurried after

Don't yank your brother

the camping gear and food they'd

"Ma'am!"

and turned

stood beside Jeannie, both of them carrying their own camping

over, smiling

chatting, but with Jeannie right in front of her, it would have been rude to

gave a curt,

smile never faltering. "Mr. Wentworth was supposed to come camping with Irwin this weekend. It's for a school writing assignment, but something

couldn't have cared

I hope you

her things and glanced at James. "Come on let's set up a canopy under those trees? We can string a couple of

barely spared Jeannie a glance before agreeing and heading off with Briony toward the cluster of

took out her phone and snapped a

her messages and sent the picture to Stewart, typing out a

I just ran into your wife

turned back