Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Lauren didn't say another word—she just headed straight upstairs.

Rosita watched her go, taking in the exaggerated sway of Lauren's hips with open contempt.

Who's the latest sugar daddy she's trying to reel in now?

With a cold snort, Rosita turned and left the villa. "Zack, bring the car around. We're going to the station."

...

Upstairs in her room, Lauren opened her contacts and hit redial.

The call was picked up almost immediately. "Mrs. Lockwood."

"Mr. Prescott, sorry—I'd just put my phone in my purse and didn't see your call.”

"No trouble," Gavin replied, his voice calm and low. "The table's reserved. Should

I send a driver for you, or...?"

"Just text me the suite number. I'll get there myself."

"Of course."

He hung up, and a moment later, Gavin sent the address through.

Lauren read the message, a sly smile curling at her lips. She turned and disappeared into her walk-in closet.

Police Station.

Rosita had requested to see her brother as family.

she and Quentin sat across

filled with

his brown eyes reflecting the fragile innocence on her face. "Rosita,

back sobs. "Everyone's saying you're the one who hurt Dr. Joyner, but I don't believe it. You could never do something like that, right? It

Quentin didn't answer.

her tears spilling over. "Quentin, no matter what anyone else says, you'll always be the one I trust most in this world. Even if everyone turns against you, I'll always be on

flickering in his gaze. “Rosita, you shouldn't care so much about

gentle and soft. "You saved me when I was seventeen, do you remember? I

looked at her, frozen

how you took care of Mom. He says when he grows up, he wants to be just like you

her tone barely above a whisper. "Irwin will grow up

Quentin's expression flickered.

ask, as

I'll never meet anyone who treats me the way you have." Rosita cut him off gently. "But that seventeen-year-old girl you saved? She's

moment, Quentin forgot to breathe, his pupils trembling. "Am I really that important

in the eye, her tone unwavering. “You're my guardian

ragged. His hands, clasped together on

as if coming to a decision, and let out a sigh that was

you in this life was enough for me." He looked up again, tenderness flooding

relaxed, a flicker of satisfaction in her eyes, though her face

with the

and I know you'll be

a gentle

a

in, firm

come see you again

waved.

"I