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 from each other at

spoke, her eyes filled with tears. "What's going

stared at her, his brown eyes reflecting the fragile innocence on her

was worried about you." She sniffled, struggling to hold back sobs. "Everyone's saying you're the one who hurt Dr. Joyner, but I don't believe it. You could never

Quentin didn't answer.

else says, you'll always be the one I trust

Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, pain flickering in his gaze. “Rosita, you shouldn't

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

her,

saying what a wonderful uncle you are, how you took care of Mom. He says when he grows up, he wants to

eyes on him, her tone barely above a whisper. "Irwin will grow up

Quentin's expression flickered.

to ask, as

the way you have." Rosita cut him off gently. "But that seventeen-year-old girl you saved? She's all grown up now. She's happy. Before

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

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

grew ragged. His hands, clasped together on the table, tightened so hard his knuckles

a long pause, he lowered his head, as if coming to a decision, and let out a sigh

life was enough for me." He

flicker of satisfaction in her eyes, though her face remained sweetly

with the investigation, okay?

and I know you'll

a gentle smile.

stay a little

up." An officer stepped in, firm but

come

waved. "Be happy,

reassuring smile. "I will,