HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 251

“Mr. Daven,” Arsen stepped into the CEO’s office. Daven Callister was still buried under a mountain of paperwork, the aftermath of their packed schedule outside Mighatan.

As he entered, Arsen’s gaze drifted toward the corner of the room where Josh and Kate were sitting together. Their laughter rang out, light and unguarded, carrying through the space. It was hard to tell if it was simply because Josh was such a bright, easygoing boy, or because the bond between grandmother and grandson couldn’t be denied no matter how carefully it was hidden. Neither of them voiced the truth, but their interaction carried a warmth that spoke louder than words.

Nearby, Beni stood on alert, his watchful presence never wavering. Arsen understood. It didn’t matter who gave the orders—Beni’s job was simple: keep Josh safe until he returned to Althea and Chase.

“What is it?” Daven asked, setting aside his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose, fatigue pressing at his features. “Don’t tell me you’re about to pile on more work, Arsen. If you do—”

“Of course not.” Arsen smiled broadly. “I’ve already reserved a private restaurant on LangLay Road. As for the menu, I can only hope Young Master Josh won’t mind. Miss Althea made a very specific request—no more pasta or pizza for lunch.”

A quiet laugh slipped from Daven. “Fair enough. If Althea’s set a rule, we’d better not break it.” He pushed back his chair and rose. “Come on, let’s have lunch together. I’m sure my mother won’t object. It’s been far too long since I’ve had a meal with her.”

“Yes, Mr. Daven. I’ve already asked the driver to be ready.” Arsen followed behind, slowing his steps slightly when he noticed his boss’s eyes lingering on the table where Josh and Kate sat.

Daven couldn’t look away. The two of them—grandmother and grandson—talked easily, laughed freely. Every now and then, Josh leaned into Kate’s gentle touch, soaking up her affection, while she offered words of praise that lit up his little face.

If only there were someone else sitting at that table too.

Vanessa Blake?

No. Not this time. In his mind, it was Althea. He pictured her there, across from his mother and Josh. He imagined her joining the conversation, backing up Kate’s words, answering Josh with that warm, loving patience only she possessed.

And in that vision, his mother’s eyes held no trace of resentment toward Althea. No sharp edges. Only kindness. Only the affection of a woman who saw her not as an outsider, but as a daughter.

God, how he wanted that.

If it could be real, if that moment ever truly existed, he would be endlessly grateful. He wouldn’t ask for anything else in this life—only to be the man Althea could love, to fill her heart with devotion, to surround her and Josh with enough warmth to turn a house into a home.

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