Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 650

Little Nina froze for a second, then protested with her hands over her face, "Mom, that's not fair! I'm the prettiest little fairy, you can't keep photos of me looking like a clown!"

Briony ruffled her daughter's round head. "Then why don't you hurry up and wipe that messy face of yours?"

Little Nina, never one to let things weigh her down for long, quickly brushed away her tears.

Her little nose and eyes were still red from crying, but her hands were now firmly planted on her hips, her chubby cheeks full of stubborn defiance.

"Mom, I didn't cry!" Little Nina jabbed a finger at little Mario. "It was Mario who was crying! Shame on you, big boy crying and all~"

At that, the little man quickly wiped his face and glared at his sister. "I wasn't crying! You were!"

"You were!" Little Nina shot back, refusing to back down. "You started it!"

"No, I didn't!" Mario frowned.

"Yes, you did!"

"No, I didn't!"

The two siblings squared off, voices rising in a familiar, escalating duet.

They hardly ever fought, so the adults looked on in amusement, not wanting to interrupt, treating it like a lighthearted skit.

atmosphere was warm and sweet, laughter

shattered in an instant, when Briony, without

to notice. He reacted immediately, setting the children down and calling out, "Mr. Delaney, Lorna, please take the kids to the

out a handkerchief,

moment. When she realized what was happening, her

and Lorna had already ushered them

We're heading to the hospital

time this

Stewart's hands were

her own hand and gently patted his. "Stewart, it's okay. Nosebleeds are normal for

his voice tight, eyes rimmed red.

Briony nodded again.

kids in the

hand-already soaked through with blood. His face@ent pale.

look after the

no longer felt the old hostility toward Stewart. Right

meant nothing in

"I understand. Take care of Bryn, please. Call

"Of course," Stewart replied.

at the curb, Carl Shaw at

the car,