Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 293

Briony emerged from the kitchen, carrying a steaming dish of freshly made meatballs in rich tomato sauce.

"Hold on, Nina, don't come too close-watch out, it's hot."

At her warning, little Nina promptly grabbed her friend Mario's hand and pulled him aside.

Only when Briony had set the food on the table did Nina tug Mario over to her side and present him with pride.

"Mom, look! This is Mario!"

Nina gently nudged Mario forward until he stood right in front of Briony.

Briony smiled. Her daughter was a little social butterfly, always inviting friends over, so she was more than used to it by now.

She crouched down as usual, ready to greet her daughter's new friend. But the moment she met Mario's pitch-black eyes, she froze.

A strange, indescribable feeling swept over her.

Mario stared back at Briony. His big, dark eyes reflected her face, and his expression stayed blank and unreadable.

Nina leaned in close and whispered in Briony's ear, "Mom, Mario isn't like most kids. Carol says he doesn't really like to talk."

Briony frowned slightly at that.

Not like most kids?

Just then, James and Carney walked in from outside, with Carol following behind.

polite smile. "I hope it's not

up and returned the smile, nodding. "Not at all. Are you Mario's

Carol explained gently. "Mario's parents are busy

So that was it.

drifted back to Mario's face, and she sighed softly. "He's such a beautiful, sweet child. Life must not have been

it was a difficult delivery. His parents went through a lot just to bring

her thoughts drifting to her own son for a brief moment. "He really

Mario. She knew children with autism were often sensitive

even a gentle touch from a stranger could

"He's a really good kid, just very quiet. New people and places make him nervous, but

agreed, glancing at Carol. "Why don't you and Mario relax in the living room for a bit?

don't have to go to so much trouble!" Carol said, a bit flustered.

isn't it? Make yourself at home. My family's easygoing, so please,

ruffling Mario's hair. "Hear that, Mario? Briony is so kind. Shall we

his gaze

expecting Mario to remain silent

watchful eyes, gently reached out

second, the room went

formed a perfect "O" of

looked down, her gaze

small hand gripped

unexplainable feeling

his voice

Mario, it

She pressed a hand to

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