Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel 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.

Stella was just about to put him down in his crib when the door creaked open.

Cedric peeked in, his voice barely above a whisper. “Is he asleep, love?”

Stella shot him a look and ignored him, holding their son as she stood up.

Cedric tiptoed inside and gently closed the door behind him.

“Here—let me.” He came over and, with practiced hands, took Aster from her arms.

Aster, once full and content, could sleep through anything. He didn’t stir at all as Cedric tucked him into the crib, covering him with a tiny blanket.

Without a word, Stella turned and went into the bathroom.

She’d cried too much today; now her eyes were puffy and sore.

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