Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Ugh, don't even get me started on that," Jason grumbled, letting out a heavy sigh. "My dad is such a fraud, always pretending everything's fine, and my mom just can't bring herself to do what she should..."

"You mean, your mom forgave Mr. Prescott?" Rosita's surprise was clear in her voice. "But... do you really think he can change?"

"No way! I'm a guy myself I know how it is. Rosita, I just don't get my mom at all! All three of us brothers support her getting a divorce, so why is she hanging on to my dad? He's not going to change. A man who cheats isn't suddenly going to turn over a new leaf."

"I'm sorry, Jason. It's all because of my mom..." Rosita's voice was tinged with guilt. "If my mom hadn't gotten involved with Mr. Prescott in the first place, maybe he never would have cheated..."

"How is any of this your fault?" Jason sighed again. "It's my mom's own problem- she refuses to see Dad for who he really is, and she still wants to throw parties and pretend everything's perfect. She's too old to still be this lovestruck."

"Jason, I've been thinking it over, and I feel like I should tell you."

As soon as Jason heard those words, he got a bad feeling. "Don't tell me my dad's seeing Lauren again?"

"I've been trying to talk her out of it, honestly. But when I visited her in the hospital just now, I found out she'd checked herself out again. I'm worried..."

"You think Lauren's meeting up with my dad?"

sure if she is or

need

learned about his father's affair, he'd kept a

seconds, he was dialing his older

Gavin's neck. "Gavin, I don't blame you for leaving me.

frowned, gently prying her arms away. "Lauren, I know this has been hard on you. But you're still recovering. Come sit

with me now, Gavin?" Lauren pressed herself to his chest, her hands wandering over him, igniting that old

"Let me have these last moments with you. Just stay. with me tonight. I

more time, please?"

meant to

awaken a man's instincts. Soon, all his promises to Mrs. Prescott

climbed out of

with a cold, poisonous satisfaction For all the times they'd been together, this