Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Daisy had barely reached the first floor when she spotted Lauren.

"Ms. Lynn." Daisy stepped forward, blocking Lauren's path. "You can't go upstairs right now. Rosita's working."

"All she does is work!" Lauren's face, pale and drawn, twisted with visible spite. "I'm practically dying and she doesn't even care?!"

Daisy tried to soothe her gently. "Let's not get upset, Ms. Lynn. You look unwell- why don't you let me help you to the sofa?"

Truth be told, Lauren was in agony. Even the short walk from the garden had left her drenched in sweat.

Pancreatic cancer was excruciating.

The pain was relentless-it stole her sleep, her appetite, and any shred of comfort she had left.

She needed money, and a lot of it, to stay alive.

Gavin Prescott had disappeared. Her savings were long gone.

Rosita had been abroad for four years, completely out of reach.

When the diagnosis came three months ago, Lauren felt as if the sky was crashing down on her.

on top, the last three months had reduced her to a shell of her former self. She was out

the hospital about

maybe, Lauren wouldn't have to worry

out, and had even

was making it painfully clear: she didn't want anything to do with

Wentworths in the end, but Garry was

husband like that, Rosita could snap her fingers and

That meant Rosita owed her she was supposed to take care of

guided Lauren to the sofa

please rest. I'll get you

at her with faint disdain. "She's been overseas for four years, but the moment she's back she brings you close again.

smiled politely. "Rosita's always been good to me. I'm just happy to be working with her

her own mother's dying of cancer, and you still think she's

misunderstood her. It's not that she doesn't care. She's just been swamped since she got back-she was out of the spotlight for so long, and coming

"Who are you trying to fool? Her husband's Garry! You think a man

know this, but Rosita's