Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 483

Her son's cries finally awakened Stella's maternal instincts.

She picked him up and walked over to the couch, cradling him gently. As she soothed her son, her voice trembled with tears. "Cedric, could you please leave?"

"Star..."

"Would you just go?" Stella kept her head down. "Please, I'm begging you."

Cedric looked at her, utterly helpless. He knew there was nothing else he could do right now.

"You haven't had dinner yet. Is there anything you want? I can make you something."

Stella stayed silent. With a sigh, Cedric opened the door and stepped out.

As soon as the door closed, Stella's tears fell again.

She wiped them away, frustrated by how easily she'd been crying these days. She hated this version of herself-so fragile, so quick to tears.

But then she looked down at her son, his tiny face warm and soft against her chest, and her heart melted all over again.

Half an hour later, Aster was sound asleep.

him down in his crib when the door

Stella shot him a look and

and, with practiced

arms.

through anything. He didn't stir at all as Cedric tucked him into the crib, covering him with a

word, Stella turned

much today; now her

turned on the tap, but just as the water started to run, the bathroom door

reflection in the

of marriage, they'd become so close that one look was enough to

knew Cèdric wanted to talk,

couldn't. Not tonight. Everything inside her felt tangled and raw, like a knot she couldn't undo, words piling up in her chest with no idea

Cedric said softly, moving closer as if to hug her. Stella

said, turning to face him. "I know this isn't all your fault. I have my part in how things turned out. But

pounded with anxiety as he heard

we've been through these

"No. I haven't."

remember-you were the one who

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