Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 490

Little Mario kept going on about how nice Daddy's voice was, and now even she was curious to hear it for herself!

Briony could see right through her daughter's little scheme, so she grinned and said, "Well, why don't you ask your dad in a bit? If he's busy, then you can always call me again, okay?"

"Okay!" Little Mario paused for a second, scrunching up her brows. "Mom, there's something I find really weird!"

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"Tonight when Daddy played with us in the backyard, he kept lifting me up onto the slide. He did it so many times I lost count... then all of a sudden, he started coughing. He looked like he was really uncomfortable."

Briony froze.

Her daughter's words made her think of what James had told her earlier in the evening.

Could something really be wrong with Stewart's health?

"Little Nina, are you talking to Mommy?"

A deep male voice sounded from the other end of the line.

Briony snapped back to attention.

"Daddy, I'm talking to Mommy," Little Nina said, holding up her smartwatch. "Do you want to say hi to her?"

Stewart hesitated for a brief moment, staring at the watch she held out to him.

On the other end, Briony went quiet too.

The air grew tense.

gentleman, right? Our teacher says boys

daughter's grasp

gentle smile and spoke in his warm, mellow voice.

heartbeat, then

herself to be

Shouldn't you check on him too?" Little Nina

fell silent for a moment, and Stewart furrowed his brow, just about to tell his daughter not to put Mommy on the spot. But then he

said you were

in his

know if you've caught a cold." Briony's tone was cool. "If you are, I don't want you passing it

little flicker in

His voice returned to its usual calm reserve "I've just been smoking too much lately. My throat's

softened slightly. "Don't

know. Don't

.n

as she spoke to her daughter. "Little Nina, Mommy has to go now. Tell bittle Mario

Good night, Mommy.

hope you and Little Mario have sweet

"Love you, Mommy! Kisses!"

and Little Mario too,

The call ended.

eyes-so much like her mother's-fixed on

gentle little girl, feeling his heart

and me a story tonight?"