Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 603

Three days later.

Cloudcrest City, Westbrook Old Town. A cozy guesthouse.

Out in the garden, where all kinds of lush green plants and bright flowers flourished, Lucky lay sprawled on the ground, tongue lolling. Sunlight warmed his face, and he squinted contentedly, utterly relaxed.

Little Nina, clutching a child's makeup kit in one hand and a tiny powder puff in the other, was busy giving Lucky a makeover with impressive seriousness for

someone her age.

A few feet away, little Mario sat quietly on a wooden bench, head bowed in concentration, twisting and turning his Rubik's Cube.

From the kitchen drifted the comforting aroma of home-cooked food.

James was busy preparing lunch.

Just then, Lorna pushed open the vintage wooden gate at the edge of the yard, glanced around the sun-dappled garden, and then closed the door behind her, sliding the latch into place.

The creak of the gate caught Mario's attention. He looked up.

Lorna walked over and ruffled his hair. "Still working on your Rubik's Cube?"

"I can solve all six sides

who had bought the Rubik's Cube for him, and Stewart who had taught him how to solve

knew how good you were getting, he'd be

Riley, have

well. Maybe

pressed her lips together, hesitating. "That...I can't promise, sweetheart." Mario's gaze dropped to the cube in

Ms. Riley was just trying to make

wasn't overseas on business. He'd

face, Lorna sighed softly. "You have to believe in your

the puzzle. "What about my

froze for a

he'd never had a mother by his side, making him especially sensitive to the moods of the adults

him to be

something

to worry him any further, Lorna said gently, "Your mom is away on a work trip. She might be gone for

with her. She'

okay."

but there was nothing he could do. He'd already lost his dad; he didn't

to Mario's quiet sensitivity, Little

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