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!"

it came to vying

quickly intervened, "Mommy wants to see both of you, so no fighting! Why don't you two sit together, and let your godfather hold

was the fairest

onto the couch, then propped the phone up on the coffee

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

a few days, honey," Briony

days, or it could be nine days," little Mario said, ever the stickler

sighed and glanced

sweet scene from the sidelines. Catching

phone. "Just three more days, and

hands, beaming. "Mommy's

to keep your promise! Mario frowned, already keeping score. "Don't be like Dad-he said he'd build

hiding the disappointment in Mario's

paused, glancing over

a finger to his lips,

her lips

"Yeah!

chimed in.promised to take me

the air, but Stewart

with the kids a little longer

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