Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 293

Briony emerged from the kitchen, carrying a steaming dish of freshly made meatballs in rich tomato sauce.

"Hold on, Nina, don't come too close-watch out, it's hot."

At her warning, little Nina promptly grabbed her friend Mario's hand and pulled him aside.

Only when Briony had set the food on the table did Nina tug Mario over to her side and present him with pride.

"Mom, look! This is Mario!"

Nina gently nudged Mario forward until he stood right in front of Briony.

Briony smiled. Her daughter was a little social butterfly, always inviting friends over, so she was more than used to it by now.

She crouched down as usual, ready to greet her daughter's new friend. But the moment she met Mario's pitch-black eyes, she froze.

A strange, indescribable feeling swept over her.

Mario stared back at Briony. His big, dark eyes reflected her face, and his expression stayed blank and unreadable.

Nina leaned in close and whispered in Briony's ear, "Mom, Mario isn't like most kids. Carol says he doesn't really like to talk."

Briony frowned slightly at that.

Not like most kids?

Just then, James and Carney walked in from outside, with Carol following behind.

hope it's not too much trouble for us to drop by

the smile, nodding. "Not at all.

are busy with work. He's a

So that was it.

face, and she sighed softly. "He's such

a lot just to bring him into this world, so seeing him

Mario, her thoughts drifting to her own son for a

touch Mario. She knew children with autism were often sensitive

even a gentle touch from a

very quiet. New people and places make

Mario relax in the living room for a bit? I just

so much trouble!" Carol said, a

our guests," Briony said with a warm laugh. "Besides, the kids are getting along so well-it's fate, isn't it? Make yourself at home.

Mario's hair. "Hear that, Mario? Briony is

gaze fixed on

herself, expecting Mario

surprise, Mario shuffled forward and, under all their watchful eyes, gently reached out and wrapped

second, the

a perfect "O" of

her

small hand gripped her finger, something

That same, unexplainable feeling

said, his voice barely

for Mario, it was a

eyes shimmered with tears. She pressed a hand to

then, Carol and another nanny had done their best to guide him,