Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 550

After James tucked little Nina into bed, he turned around and saw Briony carrying little Mario in her arms. “What happened?” he asked quietly.

“I’m going to lie down with the kids for a while.” Briony’s voice was soft, her face giving nothing away.

James recognized it for what it was—a way to avoid everything.

In the end, he said nothing more. He stepped out of the room, gently pulling the door closed behind him.

Briony settled little Mario onto the bed, then lay down beside her two children. “Mom’s here. Let’s rest together, okay?”

Little Mario closed his eyes, drifting off almost instantly.

Briony watched her children’s peaceful faces, then let her own eyes slip shut.

Outside, the wind and rain continued unabated.

Inside, the room was silent, broken only by the steady, even breathing of the children.

With her eyes closed, Briony couldn’t help but replay the man’s last words in her mind—

[Bryn, do you still resent me?]

Did she?

She hadn’t answered him.

Because, truthfully, she didn’t know the answer herself.

…

When Briony woke again, the rain had eased and the sky had brightened a little.

She glanced at the clock. Two o’clock.

The children woke up in much better spirits after their nap.

That was the thing about kids—their moods changed as quickly as the weather.

Taking one child’s hand in each of hers, Briony led them down the stairs.

Marlene spotted them and hurried over. “Awake at last! I went up around lunchtime, but you three were so sound asleep I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”

They really had slept a long time.

“Probably the rainy weather,” Briony replied. “I lay down with them and must’ve dozed off without realizing.”

“What do you want to eat? I’ll whip something up right now.”

“Just some noodles, please.”

“You got it!”