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!"

good, but when it came to vying for attention, neither of them had ever learned the meaning of

you two sit together, and let your godfather

was the

helping them onto the couch, then propped the phone up on

little feet off the couch, peering into the screen. "Mommy, when are

a few days, honey,"

be two days, or it could be nine days," little Mario said,

sighed and glanced at

been quietly watching the sweet scene from the

phone. "Just three more

hands, beaming. "Mommy's coming home in three

promise! Mario frowned, already keeping score. "Don't be like Dad-he said he'd build a snowman with me, but then he didn't show

hiding the disappointment

glancing over

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

her

"Yeah!

keeps his word. liar!" Nina chimed in.promised

hung in the air, but Stewart

little longer before finally ending the

dark, she turned to Stewart. "Aren't