Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 104

The little girl was barely two, her hair tied into two tiny pigtails and dressed in a bright red dress. She was round-cheeked, chubby, and absolutely adorable.

"Mama, puppy, puppy~!"

Her young mother gazed at her with a look full of warmth. "Not puppy, sweetheart. That's Max. His name is Max."

"Puppy! Puppy..."

She was just learning to talk, her words coming out wobbly and mispronounced, the soft baby voice so sweet it could melt anyone's heart.

James watched her and, despite his usual stoic demeanor, felt his heart soften just a little. “Honestly, if you ask me, having a daughter is way better. Boys are no fun at all!"

Briony didn't answer.

James, puzzled, looked down-and froze.

Briony was crying.

He immediately panicked. "Hey, why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?"

Briony shook her head, quickly wiping at the tears on her cheeks.

tears just

Seriously..." James fumbled awkwardly. "People are going to think I was mean to

a crouch. Amidst her muffled sobs,

no idea what she was

"I'm sorry" over and

his head spin. He raked a hand through his hair, helpless

right. You don't need to apologize. If you need to cry, just cry. I'll stay

scooped her up and carried her

the time they returned, it was already noon. James ordered some takeout. While Briony was eating, James pulled out his phone and snapped a few photos. "What are you taking pictures for?" Briony looked up

wants an update," James replied, opening his messages

replied almost instantly: [How

was about to type a response when Briony spoke, "Tell her

"Now you're embarrassed? You didn't seem worried about pride when you were bawling by

frowned at

He typed out "She's doing fine" and

ate something. James didn't push her to have

lunch, Briony retreated to the break room

she was asleep, James grabbed his car keys

pet store, James snapped some photos of the puppies and sent

retriever, I think. Bryn's grandfather used to have one-a golden retriever that went missing years