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?"

shot her a withering look. "No one asked for your

sip of wine and winked at him. "Mr. Delaney, if you want a daughter so badly, why not have one of your own? If you're struggling to find someone to have a baby with, you could always consider me. I'm in great

no reasoning

an empty seat as far

and in

put down his knife and fork and made

off to?" Lorna set her plate down and trotted

nearby, blinked

...

breeze had a chill to

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

Stella, and Mary went indoors and settled into the media room, picking

short film

end, both Stella and Mary were in

if it hadn't been for you, none of those women's organizations would've paid any attention

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

bit parts-

acting," Mary said, dabbing her eyes. "Even if people criticize me, even if I have to start again I'm not giving

to you, and you stabbed her in the back If you want a comeback find someone else to

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

Mary's got real talent, and

"You're just too nice to her, that's