Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 355

Her daughter's tiny fists rained down on him, light as falling raindrops-nothing that could possibly hurt.

Yet to Stewart, every little punch landed squarely on his heart.

He stared at his daughter in stunned silence, his grip on Briony's hand loosening bit by bit.

The forceful air he'd carried just moments ago had vanished completely.

Briony gently pulled her hand free and bent to scoop Little Nina into her arms.

Holding her daughter close, her voice gentle and soothing, Briony whispered, "Don't worry, Little Nina. Mommy's okay."

Little Nina threw her arms tightly around Briony's neck, glaring fiercely at Stewart with all the indignation a four-year-old could muster. "A real gentleman never bullies a lady. Shame on you!"

Stewart watched his daughter, Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

He wanted to say something, to comfort her somehow, but Little Nina had already buried her angry face into the crook of Briony's neck.

"Mommy, I don't like him!" she declared, her voice trembling with both outrage and the threat of tears.

Briony's heart ached.

Little Nina was usually so cheerful, so optimistic, but she was only four. Watching her parents argue-seeing things escalate-must have been terrifying for her.

Briony couldn't help but feel a stab of guilt for letting her temper get the better of her and scaring her child.

She stroked her daughter's back tenderly, fixing Stewart with a cold stare. "You should leave. Don't come to Skybreeze Retreat again."

Stewart pressed his lips together, his dark eyes locked on Briony.

After a moment, he gave a low, defeated reply. "Alright."

Briony turned away, carrying her daughter inside.

Little Mario stood frozen at the doorway.

As Briony passed, she spoke softly to him, "Little Mario, it's getting late. Let's go upstairs and get ready for bed."

back at Stewart before hurrying

retreat,

Mario slept with Briony

lay in the middle,

them a bedtime

two little

finished, Briony turned off the lamp. "Alright now, close your eyes and

sing the lullaby tonight!" Little Nina piped up, all traces of the earlier scene forgotten. Children, after all, have short

fulfill her big-sisterly duties by singing her brother

smiled. "Alright, tonight you can sing the lullaby

Mario clapped his hands in

outgoing lately- especially after their recent time

room, Little Nina's sweet, childish

got through a few

was par for the course-Briony was

however, was

lullaby until Little Mario finally closed his

as if he saw his

him, humming softly, and he called out

the silence, his small

he was calling for

down, catching Little Mario's peaceful face by

was deeply asleep, a faint smile curving his lips-he must have been having a beautiful

Briony's heart melted.

known a mother's embrace from

so fragile, so tiny, who'd never even felt his mother's arms before he was

kiss Little Mario's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, little one.

spent three days learning the fiddle from Gwendolyn White

Rosita hopelessly unmusical-learning a song in a week was out of

just asked Rosita to master the basic posture and a few facts about

explaining the instrument's history and the basics of the mandolin

remaining two days, Bill told Rosita to stay home and focus

moment she returned to Lunar

slip dress and strolled down to her private home theater, feeling