Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 585

When little Nina woke up, Briony was already on the phone.

She stood by the window, her back to the bed.

Nina watched her mother quietly. She knew Mom was busy, but her mouth felt dry and she wanted a drink.

"Mom..."

At the sound of her voice, Briony turned, but just then the hospital room door swung open and a figure dressed in black hurried in, reaching Nina's bedside before Briony could.

"What does little Nina need?"

Briony paused in her tracks.

With Blair shrouded head to toe in black—a dark hat pulled low and a mask covering all but his eyes-any child would normally shrink away in fear.

But for some reason, little Nina always felt safe around Blair.

"Mr. Monroe, I'm thirsty, could I have some water?"

Blair's voice softened. "Of course. Just stay still, I'll get you some."

"Thank you, Mr. Monroe," Nina replied, her voice as gentle as a whisper. Curled

up in bed, she looked so fragile it made your heart ache.

Blair reached out to touch her cheek, then turned to fetch water, only to find himself meeting Briony's gaze unexpectedly.

nervousness flashing in his

little one

voice deep and rough, sounding nothing like

gave

for a moment. Was he

again, her

"Water, please?"

pink children's thermos from the table, unscrewed the lid, and lowered the bed rail. With gentle hands, he propped

slowly, don't rush or you'll

sipped most of the warm water, feeling much better. She looked up at Blair, her bright eyes curving into a crescent-moon smile. "Mr. Monroe, I feel a lot better

her, unable to hide the fondness in

settled Nina back, tucking

the doctor, little Nina. That's the only way to get

nodded solemnly. "I will, I promise." After a moment, she looked up at him. "Mr. Monroe, will you stay with

caught off

call to make. Blair, could you

turned to

his gaze,

that alright?" she

bobbing

stepped to the bed, brushing her

fever had gone

softly, “I'll be back soon. Listen to Blair,

I'll be good and Blair will stay with me.