Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime. Lauren stepped out, her heels clicking against the marble floor, a designer bag dangling from her arm. She swayed her hips, every inch of her radiating confidence.

She'd just parted ways with Gavin, and her bag was now heavier-carrying a card loaded with half a million dollars and a dazzling gemstone necklace. Lauren was in high spirits, humming a cheerful tune as she strolled toward her car.

But just as her fingers brushed the door handle, a shadow lunged at her from behind.

Startled, Lauren opened her mouth to scream, only for a rough hand to clamp down over her lips.

"Mmmph-!"

Panic surged through her. She struggled desperately, eyes wide with terror.

"Hey, don't be scared-it's me, Lauren," a familiar voice whispered urgently in her

ear.

Lauren froze. Neal? What was he doing here?

"Don't scream," Neal said, releasing her at last. "We just need to talk."

Her heart pounded in her chest. Of all people, she never expected Neal to show up in Northborough-especially now. He was a wanted man; being seen with him could spell disaster.

She glanced around anxiously, voice low and tense. "Get in the car. Let's find somewhere safe to talk."

Neal nodded, and together they slipped into the car. Lauren drove out of the underground garage, her mind racing as she navigated the city streets.

broke the silence first. "When did you

sharp and unyielding.

in her gut, but she forced a coy laugh.

Gavin? You used to say Saul couldn't give you what you needed, but at least he offered stability.

chill ran down Lauren's spine. So that's why Neal had come because of

Life with the Lockwoods has been unbearable. I only went to Gavin for help, not to

hurry, Lauren. I came back for answers. Find us somewhere quiet, then we'll

his anger simmering beneath the surface. Now more than ever,

the outskirts of town, where abandoned warehouses dotted the landscape-places more

derelict buildings. After shutting off the engine, Lauren turned on the interior light and, without a word, began taking

in horror as he saw the scars crisscrossing her back-some fresh, others faded,

"What happened to you?"

I know I've hurt you. But Saul-he beats me nearly every day. I can't take it anymore. I went to Gavin because I needed

arms, voice thick with emotion. "Why didn't you

couldn't stand the thought of you risking yourself for

hugged her tighter. "Lauren, listen to me. I'll take care of Saul. I won't

tears streaming down

His voice

only one who's ever truly cared for me. I trust you, Neal.

flickered across Neal's face. He kissed her, hands roaming greedily. "I love you, Lauren. God, I love

her disgust.