Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 283

Rosita studied the child in front of her.

His skin was pale, those dark eyes watching her quietly. He couldn't have been more than three years old, but it was already obvious this boy was going to grow up handsome.

Still, there was something oddly familiar about him...

Rosita's gaze drifted to Garry.

He caught her looking, lifted one dark eyebrow. "What are you staring at?"

She smiled a little. "Just trying to see if the little one looks like you."

Garry's lips quirked. "He's still so small. Hard to tell, isn't it?"

Rosita gave a diplomatic answer. "You two do share the same eyes and brows."

"People keep saying that," Garry said with a small laugh, and carried Mario over to the couch.

Little Mario nestled quietly in Garry's arms. He was a slight child, with a cool, porcelain complexion and hair that, while dark, caught the light with a hint of chestnut.

At that moment, Pandora entered the room, two women trailing behind her, both in their forties.

"Ms. Lockwood, these are the nannies who'll be looking after Mario," Pandora announced, her tone formal. "From now on, they'll be living here to help you raise him."

to the women, who immediately offered polite

greeting with a gentle smile, then glanced back at Pandora. She'd seen Pandora a few times

never quite believe there was truly nothing between them. But the truth was, she didn't care how many women Garry had

were.

transaction, plain and simple. He needed someone to play mother to his child; she needed his power and

she wouldn't even have to care for the child

sat beside Garry, her gaze softening as she looked at the boy. "Mario, I'm your mom now," she said gently. "From now

stared at her in

"Don't feel pressured

after a child this

her a sidelong glance. "You really haven't spent much time with kids."

been four years," Garry continued, his tone dry. "Do

Rosita went pale. "I..."

to go back to Northborough-are you doing it for your son, or

voice tight with hurt. "Garry, I know you're only helping me because of Randolph. Stewart and you, you're both men who value loyalty. I'm

Randolph could hear you now, I'm

frowned, fingers clenching slightly in

business trip for a couple of days, but it worked out- James, Carney, and

after little Nina, Briony could leave with peace

years, Briony-working under the name Leilani-had entered several international art

and with her earnings, she'd scouted out a few promising startups. After bringing in a professional venture capital team to assess the risks, she invested