Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 526

Stella froze for a moment.

“The first time I met Mario, he was so small and frail. His face was delicate, almost ethereal, but he looked pale and sickly, his dark eyes staring at me with a kind of blankness. I saw myself reflected in those eyes. Even though I had no idea then that he was my child, seeing him like that—well, it broke my heart. That image is burned into my memory, even now.”

Stella listened, feeling her own heart twist with pain.

“From the very beginning, Mario was instinctively drawn to me and Little Nina,” Briony continued, pausing for a breath. “At first, he wasn’t close to Stewart at all. But later, when James and I went to Westenmar to bring him home, something had changed—Mario trusted Stewart completely, even more than me, sometimes.”

“Maybe that’s just the power of blood ties,” Stella murmured, glancing down at Aster cradled in her arms. “This little guy was such a handful during my recovery. No one could soothe him except Cedric Clarke. The moment someone else tried to hold him, he’d start crying. That whole month, Cedric barely got any sleep—he had to hold Aster every night to keep him calm.”

Aster blinked up at his mother, gurgling as if agreeing with her.

Watching Aster’s sweet face, Briony felt a heavier weight of guilt settle in her chest.

She’d missed all of Mario’s baby years.

That regret had haunted her, turning into an obsession, making her doubt Stewart’s affection for Mario from the start.

Looking back, Briony couldn’t help but feel a pang of remorse.

“After Mario came back to Northborough, he stuck to Stewart like glue. Every time I picked him up, I saw little changes in him, Star. Stewart must have made him feel safe—otherwise Mario wouldn’t even be calling out ‘Dad’ in his sleep.”

Stella was moved, too. “So you’re worried that if Stewart’s gone, little Mario won’t be able to cope?”

Briony pressed her lips together and nodded.

“Well, there’s nothing you can do,” Stella sighed. “Cedric Clarke is devastated too. Sometimes, people are just so fragile in the face of life and death.”