Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

He sighed. "As long as you're here with me, Daddy won't be sad."

Little Mario stared at Stewart, deep in thought.

All at once, an idea struck him. He turned to Little Nina and announced, "When Daddy's sad, he cries too-but only at night, after everyone's asleep. He sneaks out tears when he thinks nobody can see-mph!"

Stewart quickly covered his son's mouth, looking both helpless and amused. "Alright, that's enough. It's late. No more talking-lie down, both of you. Daddy will read you a bedtime story."

The kids obediently snuggled under their blankets.

Stewart switched off the overhead light, leaving only the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

He picked up the storybook, his deep voice resonating in the quiet room-

"Once upon a time, there was a little field mouse. She was the fastest digger in her whole family..."

Briony emerged from the shower to find several missed video calls on her phone.

She checked the timestamps-right at nine o'clock.

It was already half-past nine now.

She'd spent a while drying her hair after her shower, so time had gotten away from her.

By now, the children were surely asleep.

hesitated, then called

"Mr. Wentworth took the kids upstairs to bed

nodded, letting it

continued, "Although, Mr. Wentworth didn't seem in the best of

slightly. "What do

kids are asleep, he's out in the backyard by himself. I checked

she said with a sigh. "Go stop him before

"Will do!"

up and

pond, Stewart was crouched low, mechanically tossing handful after handful of fish food into the

hadn't come

over. "Mr. Wentworth, that's enough.

blinked, snapping out of his daze. He realized a third of the fish food tin was already

"Sorry. I didn't realize how much

"Ms. Kensington adores those

Stewart. "I'm

Delaney said these koi were blessed by a priest at a very famous old abbey. They're supposed to bring good fortune, and there's only this one batch, if they're

crease appeared between

well what Marlene

over him; he pressed his lips together, unsure how to