Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 315

Little Mario scrunched his nose and shook his head. "No," he declared, with a look of determination that could have rivaled someone pledging allegiance.

Stewart studied his small face for a moment, then looked away and continued eating.

Garry glanced at Stewart, but seeing his indifference, let it go and turned his attention back to his own plate.

"What does 'physiological aversion' mean?" Little Nina asked, swallowing a bite of potatoes, her eyes wide with curiosity.

James smiled and explained, "Well, it just means that while we think potatoes taste good, when Little Mario eats them, they probably taste completely different to him."

"Huh?" Little Nina blinked at him. "So what do they taste like to Little Mario?"

James considered this. "Maybe sour? Bitter? Or like... a wet mop? Maybe like something from a sewer?"

Stewart, who had been eating with perfect composure, paused mid-chew.

Little Mario pointed at the potatoes and declared, "Gross."

Stewart's movements stilled, his eyes unreadable.

"Potatoes are so tasty! How come you think they're gross?" Little Nina shook her head with genuine sympathy. "Poor Little Mario!"

"It's just how he's wired. But really, Little Mario isn't picky about much else," Carol said, ruffling his hair affectionately.

Briony grabbed a few green beans, snipped them into bite-sized pieces, and placed them in Little Mario's bowl. "If you don't like the potatoes, that's fine. Green veggies are full of vitamins-eat up."

"Th-thank you!" Little Mario's eyes sparkled as he looked up at her.

Briony was quietly pleased to see how much more comfortable he was talking to people now.

for a while, and honestly, she wasn't convinced he was autistic. It seemed more likely that he'd been born a bit frail, and with only adults around, he'd been so carefully looked after that he never really felt the need to express himself. Over time, that had just slowed

when you took Little Mario to see

Little Mario's weak constitution is congenital. He suggested we help him with a better

is really good at that," Briony

eyebrow. "Is he,

Nina was a baby, her immune system was awful. She hardly put on any weight and

glanced at Little Nina.

Nina was a ball

told me about him, so I went to see him in the next town over. After his treatment, Little Nina gradually got better. Now that her digestion's improved, she absorbs

her now—she eats with

at

also stopped eating, glancing unconsciously

little girl was thoroughly focused on her meal-one bite of

Carney chuckled, "Our

chatterbox. The only time she

she's

adults at the table

Nina heard them and looked up, blinking innocently. "Why are

with affection. "We just

eat?" Little Nina swallowed a mouthful of green beans and frowned, her face serious. "How does watching me eat fill you

Everyone stifled a laugh.

scooped up another spoonful of warm soup and declared, "Watch all you want. No matter how many people stare, it

table erupted

to Little Nina, the whole atmosphere

Little Nina, so healthy and cheerful, and couldn't help but feel

Garry to take Briony's advice and bring

so he and Carol set out with Little Mario for the doctor's