Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 284

“It means when your mom and your real dad split up, and she married someone new—that’s your stepdad!”

Little Nina frowned. “My godfather and my mom are just friends. He isn’t my stepdad. Besides, my real dad passed away.”

“Huh? Oh, your dad died?”

Susan’s face filled with sympathy as she reached for Nina’s hand. “I’m sorry! Please don’t be sad. Even if your real dad is gone, your godfather is so tall and handsome! If my mom could find me such a good-looking godfather, I wouldn’t mind if my dad was gone either!”

Little Nina: “…?”

Although she couldn’t quite follow Susan’s logic, she still felt the need to clarify. “Even though my dad died, I’m not sad at all. There are lots of people who love me—my mom, my godfather, my grandparents, and Mr. Ellsworth! They all care about me so much. I’m really okay!”

…

Westenmar, the city’s most luxurious five-star hotel, was alive with the buzz of a spectacular wedding.

The bride, Rosita. The groom, Garry.

Thousands of guests from all over the world filled the hall—business moguls and industry elites mingling beneath crystal chandeliers.

Dozens of media outlets covered every moment.

Rosita glided in from the chapel doors, radiant in a couture wedding gown worth millions. Instantly, a frenzy of camera flashes lit up the aisle.

Her face glowed with a gentle, blissful smile.

Garry stood waiting, striking in a crisp white suit, every inch the picture of charm.

Rosita reached his side and slipped her arm through his.

Together, they turned to face the officiant.

Down in the audience, the nanny held little Mario. The boy’s pretty face was blank, his eyes distant.

Mario, born with health challenges, tended to retreat into his own world. The nanny had to be especially patient and gentle with him.

Even in this joyful, bustling moment, she coaxed him, guiding his hands to clap. “Look, Mario. That’s your mom and dad up there. Today they’re getting married—you’re their little boy. Isn’t that wonderful?”

Mario let her guide his hands, clapping softly, but his expression barely changed.

Most of the time, he preferred his own quiet company, untouched by the outside world’s excitement or concern.

Suddenly, Garry and Rosita were exchanging wedding rings.

Just as Garry reached to slip the band onto Rosita’s finger, the giant screen behind the officiant flickered to life—

An image of Rosita and Irwin appeared.

Then came video.

In the video, Irwin called Rosita “Mom,” and she responded with unmistakable motherly tenderness.

Rosita’s face went pale.

Garry’s expression darkened. “Turn that screen off, now!”

Pandora leapt into action, rushing to shut it down.

A buzz of whispers and exclamations swept through the guests.

The wedding was being live-streamed—thousands of Rosita’s fans across the country watched in shock.

The moment those photos and video appeared, the internet exploded.