Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony watched the video, her daughter's cheeks still adorably round and full.

"Hey, sweetheart," she murmured softly. "Do you miss Mommy?"

Little Nina kept her head down, not quite catching on. "Of course I do~"

She sounded nonchalant, not even lifting her gaze.

Briony couldn't help but smile. "Do you really miss Mommy?"

"I really do..." Little Nina paused, then her tiny mind finally put two and two together.

She jerked her head up, her big eyes widening as she saw Briony on the screen. "Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

Little Mario dropped his Lego bricks and dashed over at lightning speed.

Both little ones jostled in front of the phone, squishing their chubby faces side by side, each trying to get the best spot in front of the camera.

Neither was willing to give an inch.

"Hey! Little Mario, stop pushing! Mommy wants to see me, not you!" Nina protested.

"No way!" Little Mario shot back. "Mommy wants to see me too!"

my name

"Mommy called me too!"

but when it came to vying for attention, neither of them

Why don't you two sit together, and let your godfather hold the phone a bit farther away? That way, I can see you both at the same

the fairest

them onto the couch, then propped the phone

couch, peering into the screen. "Mommy, when are

few days,

it could be nine days," little Mario said, ever the stickler for detail. "Mommy, can you

and glanced at

sweet scene from the sidelines. Catching her eye, he lifted

to the phone. "Just three more days, and Mommy

hands, beaming. "Mommy's coming

Mario frowned, already keeping score. "Don't be like Dad-he said he'd

was no hiding the disappointment in Mario's

paused, glancing

quickly brought a finger to his

her lips

"Yeah!

word. liar!" Nina chimed in.promised to take me to

in the air, but

chatted with the kids a little longer

she turned to Stewart. "Aren't you