Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Jeannie pitched her tent with Irwin on a patch of grass right next to Briony's group.

James noticed immediately and was thoroughly annoyed.

"What is with those two? Can't they take a hint?"

Briony was a bit irritated herself. But the field was spacious, and it was first come, first served. There wasn't much she could do about it.

James had just finished setting up the canopy and was about to start on the tents. Crystal, ever the handy one, already had two hammocks strung up in no time. Little Nina and little Mario each claimed one, while Carol and Crystal gently rocked them back and forth. The kids' laughter rang out, bright and carefree.

Meanwhile, Jeannie started pitching her tent with Irwin in the empty spot right beside them.

"Irwin, sweetheart, I can handle this. Why don't you go play with the other kids?" she said.

Irwin's face lit up, and he trotted off toward the hammocks.

"Hey!" James spotted Irwin making a beeline for the two little ones and immediately dropped what he was doing to intercept him.

Irwin stopped, tilting his head back to look up at James. Even after four years, the memory of James stuck with him he remembered clearly that James had never liked him.

"Mr. Delaney," Irwin greeted politely.

let out a cold snort. "Well, look at you. Four years gone, and

Irwin said nothing.

my little

"Your uncle here believes

beat it-stay away from

expected James to be so blunt. His face

My dad said she and I have nothing to

"I don't care what your dad says. Far as I'm concerned, you're still the son

fists balled up, and he shouted, "I don't have

looking Irwin over with mild

years ago. Back then, your Mom Rosita was the kindest, most wonderful mom

world-at least, acc whoenet

to you!"

no match for James in an argument. His

angry tears. "How can

I only pick on you,"