Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Some transplant patients experience darker skin for a while, but it's only

temporary.

"Oh!" Little Nina didn't understand the medical talk, but she said earnestly, "As long as Mom is healthy and doesn't get sick, it doesn't matter if she has a few dark spots! In my heart, Mom will always be the most beautiful."

Briony was moved. She reached out to gently touch her daughter's round, cherubic cheek. "You're such a sweet girl, Nina."

"Mom." Little Mario tugged on Briony's finger.

Briony looked down at her son, ruffling his hair. "Mario, Mommy's home."

Mario's brows knitted in worry. "Mom, does it hurt?"

Briony smiled, her eyes growing misty. "It doesn't hurt, sweetheart. When I think of you and Nina, nothing hurts at all."

Little Mario stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you, Mom."

He wasn't one for words; just those three simple little words were enough to bring tears to Briony's eyes.

Stewart set Mario down.

Nina rushed over too, throwing her arms around Briony.

Briony gathered both children into her embrace, pressing kisses to the tops of their heads.

be here for her children, could watch them grow up with her own eyes, could witness every important moment in

Briony's face, but her heart brimmed with

alive. That

the doorway, feeling both relieved and quietly left

enough to leave the hospital, he knew it would be time for him to quietly step out

days since

to the cottage to check Briony's pulse, his expression

recovering very well. At this rate, you'll be able to leave

soared at the

"you'll still need to rest at home for a few

snatched back from the

listened carefully to his

glanced around. "Where's Stewart

the past weeks, everyone had seen how much Stewart had done

the kids. It felt natural now to think of him as part of the

children's father. He'd never left Briony's side through her illness. Whatever had happened ween them in the

Stewart seemed to grow busier and

seen much of

new business,

sure. A few days ago,

about bids and contracts.

That was

known. Even though he'd given everything to the children, he was still the same man; if he wanted, he could rebuild his

his own work. The way things are now, you each have your own