Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 684

On the rooftop of Pearbrook Mansion, everyone had gathered to watch the fireworks show.

The moment midnight struck, a cascade of thunderous explosions split the night sky.

Dazzling fireworks bloomed above Pearbrook, breathtaking in their spectacle.

They weren’t just any fireworks—these were custom-designed, costing over half a million dollars, each burst unique and extravagant.

The display lasted more than ten minutes. As it drew to a close, the night sky lit up with enormous glowing words: “May Nina be with Bryn always—healthy, safe, and full of joy!”

Nina referred to both Little Nina and little Mario.

To be healthy, safe, and happy—wasn’t that all anyone could hope for in a lifetime?

Briony stared at the words lingering above, brief as fireworks themselves, yet leaving an indelible mark on her heart.

She turned to the man beside her.

He was holding their two children in his arms. Sensing her gaze, he glanced down at her.

Snowflakes drifted through the sky above them.

Their eyes met.

There was more peace in that moment than at any other time in their lives.

The night was deep; whatever emotions he felt were hidden behind his eyes. In a soft voice, he murmured, “Happy New Year, Bryn.”

Briony’s lips curved into a smile. “Happy New Year.”

“Happy New Year, Daddy!” Little Nina clung to Stewart’s neck, planting a noisy kiss on his cheek. “Promise you’ll spend every New Year with us from now on, okay?”

A wave of warmth swept through Stewart’s heart. He looked at his daughter, tears glimmering in his eyes.

In a low, solemn voice, he gave his youngest a promise for the very first day of the year: “I promise, sweetheart.”

Little Mario reached up to touch his mother’s cheek. “Happy New Year, Mommy.”

Briony caught his tiny hand, pressed a kiss to it, and whispered, “Happy New Year, darling.”

“Hey, Mommy, you’ve got another little darling right here!” Little Nina, not to be left out, thrust her hand toward her mom. “Happy New Year! Little Nina will always love you the most!”

If anyone could charm, it was Little Nina with her sweet, clever mouth.

Briony couldn’t help but laugh. She took her daughter’s hand in her other one, kissed it, and replied softly, “Happy New Year, my precious Little Nina!”

It was the first time the four of them had celebrated the New Year together—a cozy, perfect moment as a family.

At least right then, their hearts were completely content.

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By one in the morning, the world outside had quieted down.

Back inside, everyone drifted off to their own rooms for the night.

The kids insisted on sleeping with Mom and Dad.

But that was out of the question.

It took quite a bit of gentle explaining from Briony and Stewart before the kids were finally convinced: one could sleep with Mom, the other with Dad.

Little Nina latched onto her dad.

Little Mario followed his mom.