Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 198

"Huh?" The elderly woman looked genuinely surprised. "Oh, this little rascal is always getting into mischief! I'm so sorry. My grandson's parents just got divorced, and we only moved in yesterday. I've been so busy unpacking that I must've let my guard down. I promise, I'll keep a close eye on him from now on-absolutely!"

Her apology was sincere enough.

The property manager reminded her again and again to watch the boy closely- and if he wanted to play with something messy like soap bubbles, to please take it down to the courtyard.

The old woman promised repeatedly that she'd keep a careful watch on her grandson, her attitude humble and apologetic.

Briony couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy; raising a child on your own at that age wasn't easy. Besides, boys around five or six were notorious for being a handful—getting into trouble was practically a given.

So Briony decided to let it go.

Still, she couldn't shake a lingering sense of unease.

...

Once Briony and the property manager had left, the elderly woman finally closed the door behind them.

bowl on the table

did exactly what you told me, but it didn't work out some delivery guy messed things up... But don't worry, she didn't suspect a thing. I played the part of the doting granny perfectly... Trust me, little Oliver is so young, he'll do whatever I

me some more money. What you gave me last time just isn't enough. My son doesn't make

morning, Briony found herself distracted at work, her mind wandering back to the incident with the

her unease as he glanced over. "What's on your

paranoid, but finally told

can be a real nightmare. They just love causing trouble for

“do you think

necessarily." James pressed his lips together, thinking for a moment. "If it's really bothering you, why don't you just move

guard. "Move in with you? Aren't you staying

James replied, looking rather proud of himself. "I'm going to be working with you in Northborough for another two months. I can't stay at a hotel forever! So I thought, why not just buy a place here? Actually, I haven't had the chance, but my dad already owns a house in Northborough. It's in a nice neighborhood-just a bit farther from

silent for a while before replying, "But that's your dad's house. It wouldn't really

a housekeeper

was asking too much of

I'm like family, like a little brother? Now you're acting all