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.

was warm and sweet, laughter and

instant, when Briony,

notice. He reacted immediately, setting the children down and calling out, "Mr. Delaney,

out a handkerchief, pressing it

what was happening, her first instinct was to look toward her

and Lorna had already ushered them

Stay calm. We're heading to the

first time this had happened-she'd almost grown

Stewart's hands were

and gently patted his. "Stewart, it's

talk right now," Stewart said, his voice

Briony nodded again.

the kids in the

falling to the handkerchief in Stewart's hand-already

look after the

toward

meant nothing in this

"I understand. Take care of Bryn, please. Call me when you know

"Of course," Stewart replied.

pulled up at the curb,

helped Briony into the car, then dialed