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!"

vying for attention, neither

to see both of you, so no fighting! Why don't you two sit together, and let your godfather

was the

ushered them into the living room, helping them onto the couch, then

dangled her little feet off the couch, peering into the

a few days, honey," Briony

or it could be nine days," little Mario

and glanced at

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

to the phone. "Just three more

beaming. "Mommy's coming home in

"Don't be like Dad-he said he'd build

the

paused, glancing

brought a finger to his lips, signaling her not to say

pressed her lips

"Yeah!

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

air, but Stewart remained

chatted with the kids a little longer before finally

she turned to Stewart. "Aren't you planning to go