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.

sat across from each

The moment Rosita spoke, her eyes filled with tears. "What's going on? How did this

reflecting the fragile innocence on her face. "Rosita, you shouldn't have

I 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.

what anyone else says, you'll always be the one I trust most in this world.

as he swallowed, pain flickering in his gaze. “Rosita, you shouldn't care

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

at her, frozen

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

barely above a whisper. "Irwin will grow up strong, Stewart will

Quentin's expression flickered.

started to ask, as

know 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

his pupils trembling. "Am I really that

Rosita looked him straight in the eye, her tone unwavering.

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

long pause, he lowered his head, as if coming to a decision,

enough for me." He looked up again, tenderness

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

like that. Just cooperate with the investigation, okay? The

out, and I know you'll

a gentle smile. "Go home,

stay a

in,

up. "I'll come see you

just waved.

a bright, reassuring smile. "I will, Quentin. I