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.

stopped, a flicker of nervousness flashing in

your little one woke up, I

the IV," he explained, his voice deep and rough, sounding

gave a

moment. Was he just being paranoid?

Monroe!" Nina called again, her eyes wide with

"Water, please?"

from the table, unscrewed the lid, and lowered the bed rail. With gentle

rush or you'll

her bright eyes curving into a crescent-moon smile.

her, unable to

gently settled Nina back, tucking the covers around

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

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

caught off

to make. Blair, could

to

his gaze,

alright?"

bobbing with

stepped to the bed, brushing her hand over

fever had gone

“I'll be back soon. Listen to

and Blair