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.

hope it's not too much trouble for us to drop by

smile, nodding. "Not at all.

his nanny," Carol explained gently. "Mario's parents are busy with work. He's

So that was it.

and she sighed softly. "He's such a beautiful, sweet child. Life must not

was a difficult delivery. His parents went through a lot just to bring him into this world,

looked at Mario, her thoughts drifting to her own son for a

to touch Mario. She knew children with autism were often sensitive to unexpected

gentle touch from a stranger could be

said, "He's a really good kid, just very quiet. New people

way," Briony agreed, glancing at Carol. "Why don't you and Mario relax in the living room for a bit? I just need to finish a few more dishes and then dinner

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

said with a warm laugh. "Besides, the kids are getting along so well-it's fate, isn't it? Make yourself at home. My family's easygoing, so please, don't feel like

Mario? Briony is so kind. Shall we say thank you

kept his gaze fixed

Mario to remain silent as

watchful eyes, gently reached out and

split second, the room

a perfect

her

his small hand gripped her finger,

unexplainable feeling washed

you," Mario said, his

for Mario,

a hand to her

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