Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 290

Carney stood next to James, Little Nina's child-sized water bottle slung over her shoulder. She watched Little Nina with a warm, doting smile.

They'd arrived early; the playground was still quiet, with only a handful of children scattered about. It was far from bustling.

The carousel began to turn, and Little Nina's face lit up with delight. Her laughter rang out, infectious and free. Watching her so happy, James couldn't help but chuckle along.

Carney gave a contented sigh. "Little Nina's thriving in that old town. Look at those chubby cheeks-she's plumper than last time we visited."

"Absolutely," James agreed, holding up his phone to record a video of Little Nina. "Bryn says the doctor at the clinic-Mr. Ellsworth is really talented, especially with tricky childhood illnesses. She swears by him."

Carney nodded. “If Mr. Chadwick personally recommended him, he must be something special."

"Do you know much about Mr. Ellsworth?" James glanced over at Carney.

Carney shook her head. "I've only heard of his mentor, Dr. Calloway. Medicine runs in their family-they've been doctors for generations. Calloway's own son, though, wasn't interested in following in his footsteps."

Calloway took on Mr. Ellsworth as

has it Mr. Ellsworth showed real promise at

thoughtfully. "I've met Mr. Ellsworth before. He's refined, well- spoken-very much the gentleman. Still, there's something about him that I can't

me guess you feel threatened because he's better looking

her

it, Little Nina's got an eye for good-looking people. She's told both

"Well, handsome or not, he's still just her uncle. I'm her godfather! I know

chuckled and decided not to

cheerful music swirling through the air. Little Nina's bright, adorable smile was impossible

then, Carol, the nanny, spoke up beside them. "Mario, do you want to go on

Mario pointed at the

coaxing gently, "Can you tell me what you want? Say,

stubbornly pointing at the carousel with his finger, lips pressed into a determined line. He wouldn't