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?

and pulled his

her tiny nose twitching. Was that a faint smell of

always brewed herbal remedies for their patients— this scent

you taking medicine?"

composure and made up

grown-ups took medicine when they

darted around before she asked, "Daddy, can

was a bit surprised. "Why do you suddenly

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 I

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

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

Stewart: "..."

"Please, Daddy? Just once?"

his children. The weekend was already a rare treat for them to spend time together He couldn't ask for

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

ve

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

throw a fit. She understood grown-ups had

I can wait. But don't forget, Daddy—I'II only be in preschool for three years. You can't make me wait longer than

melted; his nose

did he deserve