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!"

called my name

"Mommy called me too!"

and good, but when it came to vying for attention, neither

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

was the

onto the couch, then

off the couch, peering into the screen. "Mommy, when are you coming home

a few days,

could be nine days," little Mario said, ever the stickler for detail.

and glanced at Stewart for

sweet scene from the sidelines. Catching

to the phone. "Just three more days, and

Nina clapped her hands, beaming. "Mommy's coming home in

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

hiding the disappointment in Mario's

paused, glancing over

his

her lips

"Yeah!

Nina chimed in.promised to take me to preschool,

in the air, but Stewart remained hidden in the

kids a little longer before

turned to Stewart. "Aren't you planning to