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.

and said, "Daddy, you're a gentleman, right? Our teacher says boys should be polite. Mommy is shy, so

daughter's grasp of social niceties, his gaze

his lips into a gentle smile and spoke in his warm, mellow voice. "Good evening,

a heartbeat, then replied, "Good

bring herself to be too standoffish with

talked to you first. Shouldn't you check on him

tell his daughter not to

said you were

went still, a flicker of hope sparking in his chest. "Bryn,

tone was cool. "If you are, I

in Stewart's heart fizzled

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

tone softened slightly. "Don't smoke around the

Don't worry.

.n

more. Her voice gentled as she spoke to her daughter. "Little Nina, Mommy has to go now. Tell bittle Mario good

Good night,

and Little Mario

"Love you, Mommy! Kisses!"

and Little Mario too,

The call ended.

up, her pretty eyes-so much like her mother's-fixed on

gentle little girl, feeling his

you read Little Mario and me a