Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Stella felt a wave of hurt and confusion crashing over her.

Was she really such a failure?

Had she truly done something wrong?

In her arms, little Aster had cried himself hoarse-now, even as he drifted off, his

mouth was still searching for his mother's comforting touch.

Seeing her chance, Stella gently popped the pacifier into his mouth.

The exhausted, hungry little guy latched on and started sucking with determined gusto.

Stella blinked in disbelief, then broke into a smile.

It worked!

For the first time, Aster was actually willing to take the formula.

He must have been truly drained. Two hundred milliliters of formula disappeared

in a single go, and when he finished, he let out a satisfied burp, smacked his lips, and soon fell into a deep, contented sleep.

could breathe

along the edge to keep him from rolling off before quietly slipping into the

his rosy cheeks and tiny hands with a

Aster looked like a cherub-his chubby face soft and pink, nothing like the little terror who'd

her heart melting. She bent down

Watching his innocent face, she finally closed her eyes and let out

mind was a whirlwind of emotion-relief, exhaustion,

and Briony sat on the couch as Cedric Clarke

worry. He's asleep now everything's fine. Star brought

drinking out

it's about time to wean bim anyway. The longer you wait, the harder it gets... I know you're worried about him, but honestly, kids adapt better than we think. Give it a couple of

from taking

baby."

"Don't cover for her-she's my daughter. I know exactly

the bridge of his nose.

anxious voice came back, "Are you

here.

Dad have helped us so much these past years, looking after Aster. Why don't you take a few days and

relax?" Scarlett protested. "You're always busy at the hospital, and I don't feel comfortable leaving Star to take care

worry, Mom. Star has help here—and if it's too much, my parents would love nothing more than to come stay for a few days. They're always

a long silence on the other