Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 448

She stood up and glanced at Lorna. “Ms. Riley, would you mind waiting here for a moment? I’ll go upstairs and help little Mario pack his things.”

“That won’t be necessary, Ms. Kensington,” Lorna replied. “Stewart isn’t going to restrict Mario from seeing you. If he misses you, we’ll bring him over to stay for a few days. So you can leave his things here for now.”

Briony nodded calmly. “Alright.”

“Mario, come here,” Lorna called, gesturing for the little boy.

Mario obediently walked over to her side.

Lorna ruffled his hair. “Go say goodbye to your mom, your grandparents, and your godfather.”

Mario lifted his hand and waved. “Bye, Mom. Bye, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle Carney.”

After their goodbyes, the adults stood by the door, watching as Lorna led little Mario away.

Lorna had come in Stewart’s car.

She opened the back door. A child’s car seat was already installed.

She lifted Mario into the seat and bent down to buckle him in securely.

Then, shutting the door, she turned to the group standing in the doorway, nodded politely, and walked around to the driver’s side, got in, and started the car.

The Maybach pulled away, turned, and disappeared down the drive.

Gwendolyn White waited until the car had vanished from sight before turning to Briony.

“This Ms. Riley seems awfully close to Stewart, doesn’t she? And Mario doesn’t seem to mind her at all.”

“As long as they’re good to Mario, that’s all that matters.”

“Oh, what a mess this all is!” Gwendolyn grumbled. “Stewart kept dragging out the divorce—I thought he cared about you. But now, the minute it’s final, he’s already got another woman lined up. And she’s clearly planning to be Mario’s new stepmom!”

“You’ve said enough,” Carney interrupted, pulling his wife aside. “Don’t you think Bryn is worried enough?”

“I’m worried about Mario, too!” Gwendolyn protested. “Have you seen the kind of women Stewart’s been with before? I just don’t want our Mario getting hurt by someone awful!”

“Stewart might be clueless, but he’d never let his own son be mistreated.”

“Oh, men will never understand us women!” Gwendolyn shot Carney a glare, then turned and tugged Briony inside.

Briony lingered at the doorway, staring out at the empty road, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

Carney shook his head and followed the others inside.

…

On the drive back, Lorna and Mario were suddenly boxed in by three unmarked sedans.

The street was secluded—just the sort of place for trouble.

Unfastening her seatbelt, Lorna twisted around to the backseat. “Mario, I need to talk to those men outside for a moment. You be good and wait here, okay?”

Mario nodded solemnly.