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."

glancing back at Stewart

son's small figure retreat, his fists clenching helplessly at his

Little Mario slept with Briony and Little Nina

time, Briony lay in the middle, an arm wrapped

she read them a bedtime

two little ones listened,

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

the lullaby tonight!" Little Nina piped up, all

she was determined to fulfill her big-sisterly duties by

tonight you can sing the lullaby for your

clapped his hands

more outgoing lately- especially after their recent time together. It was

dim room, Little Nina's sweet, childish voice floated through

few lines

the course-Briony was used to

Mario, however, was still wide

gentle lullaby until Little Mario finally

as

softly, and he called out to

small voice murmured

started, then realized he

looked down, catching Little Mario's peaceful face by the moonlight filtering through the

was deeply asleep, a faint smile curving his

Briony's heart melted.

a sweet, gentle child... and yet he'd never known a mother's embrace from the moment he was

to her own son so fragile, so tiny, who'd never even

kiss Little Mario's forehead and whispered, "Sleep

from

unmusical-learning a

her. He just asked Rosita to master the

day to explaining the instrument's history

the remaining two days, Bill told Rosita to

only. The moment she returned to Lunar Heights Estate, she headed straight upstairs

and strolled