Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 662

That tiny tiara had been custom-made for her by Stewart himself. Though small, every single gemstone was real—an exquisite little crown worth six figures.

The little princess perched on her father's lap, pointing at her juice cup with a chubby finger. "Daddy, I want some juice~!"

Stewart brought the glass to her lips and reminded her gently, "Just a sip, sweetheart. Mom says you need to eat your dinner first. After you finish, you can have a whole glass."

"I knowww~!"

Little Nina dutifully took a tiny sip, then turned her bright eyes on him again. "Daddy, I want some of that meat."

Stewart obliged without hesitation, serving his daughter with practiced ease.

The others watched as Nina laid on the charm, one round after another, but none of them called her out. Nearly five years old and a champion eater, she usually plowed through her meals solo in her booster seat. When did she ever need this kind of pampering?

And that babyish voice-so sweet it could melt the iciest heart-made James, the ultimate girl dad, sigh with helpless longing.

"Stewart, have you never suspected she's just putting on an act?" James eyed Stewart, sounding as sour as if he'd just bitten into a lemon.

"I know," Stewart replied, ruffling Nina's hair. "But as long as she's happy, that's all that matters."

James could only roll his eyes.

Lorna swirled the wine in her glass and glanced over at James. "Stepdads just can't compete with real dads, huh?"

look. "No

not have one of your own? If you're struggling to find someone to have a

stood up abruptly. "There's no reasoning with a

plate and relocated to an empty seat as far from

and in the next second, she picked up

this, James put down his knife and fork and made a

are you off to?" Lorna set

blinked

...

fell, and the breeze had a

suggested they head inside. The kids were being well looked after, so there was nothing to worry

settled into the media room, picking out a movie to

happened upon "Because She's Mom," a short film that was still

end, both Stella

if it hadn't been for

a calm detachment this time. As Stella said, she felt grateful

bit parts-

dabbing her eyes. "Even if people criticize me, even if

inspired to audition?" Stella teased without mercy. "Bryn was always so good to you, and you stabbed her in the back If

lowered her head. "I know I let Briony down. Don't worry, I'll

misunderstanding. Mary's got real talent, and that's why I signed

just too nice to