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?

reached out and pulled his daughter onto his

her tiny nose twitching. Was that

clinic always brewed herbal remedies for their patients— this scent was a

are you taking medicine?"

composure and made up a gentle lie. "Daddy's

grown-ups took medicine when

of it. Her eyes darted around before she

was a bit surprised. "Why do you suddenly want

Daisy's dad takes her to preschool every day. I'm not jealous, but I told her my daddy is way more handsome than hers. She didn't believe me—she even said

pressed his lips together, thinking for a moment. "But your godfather

a godfather is a godfather, and a daddy is a daddy. Even the little

Stewart: "..."

"Please, Daddy? Just once?"

his children. The weekend was already a rare treat

I don't have much free time." Stewart looked into

ve

Daddy finishes his work, I'll take you to preschool

didn't throw a fit.

reasonable kid!" she comforted herself. "If Daddy's busy, I can wait. But don't forget, Daddy—I'II only be in preschool for three years. You can't make me wait

melted; his nose stung with

he deserve