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."

at

small figure retreat,

night, Little Mario slept with Briony and

in the middle, an arm wrapped gently around

read them a

little ones

lamp. "Alright now, close your eyes and go

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

determined to fulfill her big-sisterly duties by singing her

can sing the lullaby for your

clapped his

outgoing lately- especially after their recent time

sweet,

a few lines before nodding

for the course-Briony was

Mario, however, was still

gentle lullaby until Little

it felt as

he

the silence, his small voice murmured

then realized he was calling for

peaceful face by the moonlight filtering through the

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

Briony's heart melted.

and yet he'd never known a

own son so fragile, so tiny,

She bent to kiss Little Mario's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, little

spent three days learning the fiddle from Gwendolyn White and could

shook her head, declaring Rosita hopelessly unmusical-learning a song in a week was out of the

Rosita to master the basic

the instrument's history

told Rosita to stay home

agreed in words only. The moment she returned to Lunar Heights Estate, she headed straight upstairs for a long

dress and