Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 451

When Briony arrived at Southcreek Manor, she didn't go inside. Instead, she called Carol.

Carol soon emerged from the manor, carrying little Mario in her arms. The boy's forehead was covered with a cool fever patch. Lorna followed close behind.

Briony hurried over and gently took her son. She stroked his cheek, feeling the lingering warmth of a low fever.

"Sweetheart, are you feeling sick?" she asked, her heart aching as she looked at him.

Little Mario shook his head obediently. "Don't worry, Mom. The doctor said I'll be fine once I take my medicine."

The more sensible her son acted, the more Briony's heart twisted with pain. She crouched down and spoke softly. "Would you like to come home with me?"

He nodded. "Yes, I want to."

Briony glanced up at Lorna.

Before she could speak, Lorna addressed her first. "Ms. Kensington, if you're not too busy this week, would you mind looking after Mario for a while?"

Briony couldn't have hoped for more, but something about Lorna's words didn't sit right.

I'll take care of him-it's not an inconvenience at

know you have your own work commitments, and if Stewart and I are leaving Mario in your care, it's only right that we discuss it with you

unmistakable tone of a lady of the

her. She recalled something Gwendolyn White had said the other day: it seemed Ms. Riley was

still young; they'd surely have children of their own

that mattered. Her son was ill-he was all

on.

make time for him,

Mario and turned toward

dropped Little Nina at preschool

settled little Mario in, leaning in to fasten his

said, "Ms. Kensington, please wait a moment. I'll get

nodded, her tone

turned and

by the car, Briony's gaze drifted toward the manor. Through

window, she spotted

figure in

BUT

there, but she paid him no mind. She