Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

He even remembered something Briony had said to him before—

[Stewart, you can't even tell if your daughter is throwing a tantrum or just being playful with you.]

So, was his little girl being playful now?

Stewart honestly wasn't sure.

But he knew he had to try to understand her.

That was what being a father meant.

Looking at his porcelain-doll of a daughter, Stewart softened his voice.

"Sweetheart, can Daddy have a hug?"

Little Nina blinked at him, absolutely certain her dad had no clue how to coax a child.

But that was okay-if her dad didn't know, she'd just have to teach him!

"Daddy, if you want a hug, you're supposed to tell me I'm cute first."

Stewart took the lesson seriously. "You're the cutest girl in the world. Now, can Daddy have a hug?"

"Of course!" Little Nina spread her arms wide, generous as ever.

A flicker of surprise lit up Stewart's dark eyes. Was this really all it took to make her happy?

out and pulled his daughter onto

in, her tiny nose twitching. Was that a faint smell of medicine on Daddy's

for their patients— this scent was

you taking medicine?" she

He kept his composure and made up a gentle lie. "Daddy's got a sore throat, so I'm taking some medicine to

grown-ups took medicine when

of it. Her eyes darted around before she asked, "Daddy, can

"Why do you suddenly want me to take

my daddy is way more handsome than hers.

thinking for a moment.

but a godfather is a godfather, and a daddy is a daddy. Even

Stewart: "..."

"Please, Daddy? Just once?"

all too well it wasn't a good idea to show up at such public places with his children. The weekend was already a rare treat for them to spend time together He couldn't ask for

weekends, I don't have much free time." Stewart looked into Little Nina's eyes. "But if you

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take you

a little disappointed, but she didn't throw a fit.

wait. But don't forget, Daddy—I'II

melted; his nose

he deserve such a thoughtful