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."

who immediately offered polite curtsies. "Good afternoon,

a gentle smile, then glanced back at Pandora. She'd seen Pandora a few times before-Garry's right hand for

But the truth was,

were.

plain and simple. He needed someone to play

care for the child herself. As far as deals went, she

the boy. "Mario, I'm your mom now," she said gently. "From now on, it'll be you, me, and your dad. We'll be a real family, all three of us

stared at her in

"Don't feel pressured to make him accept you right

smile faltered. "Sorry. I've never looked after a child this young. Maybe

"You really haven't

four years," Garry continued, his tone dry. "Do you even remember what your

Rosita went pale. "I..."

Northborough-are you doing it for your son, or for

you're only helping me because of Randolph. Stewart and you, you're both men who value loyalty. I'm grateful to both of you, truly. But my heart... My heart's always belonged

eyes were dark, unreadable. "If Randolph could hear you now, I'm sure he'd be

clenching slightly

a couple of days, but it worked out- James, Carney, and Gwendolyn

look after little Nina,

past two years, Briony-working under the name Leilani-had entered several international art competitions, taken home multiple awards, and held a handful of

lucrative, and with her earnings, she'd scouted out a few promising startups. After bringing