Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Carl watched as Rosita's face darkened, his expression never wavering from its polite professionalism. "This diamond," he said, voice measured and calm, "was custom-commissioned at great expense by Mr. Wentworth. It has always belonged to someone else. You've had it long enough, Ms. Lockwood. It's time to return it."

Rosita clenched her jaw, fury simmering in her eyes, but she knew she had no choice.

She strode over to the safe and retrieved a velvet jewelry box, deep blue and elegant.

Carl took it from her, opening it to check the contents.

Inside lay the diamond, dazzling and flawless-a rare natural stone from South Africa, one of a kind, worth a fortune.

He pulled on a pair of white gloves and lifted the diamond for inspection, turning it carefully under the light.

Etched on the inside were two letters: BK.

Satisfied it was genuine, Carl placed the diamond back in the box and closed the lid with a quiet snap.

He nodded coolly at Rosita. "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Lockwood."

Then, without another word, he turned and walked out, the box in hand.

Rosita stood there, her face twisted with barely contained rage.

...

Daisy stepped out of

out boxes, loading them onto

were two mattresses-one from Rosita's bedroom, the other from the

mattresses being carted out, her composure finally

at the movers, her voice sharp with anger. "I don't want that

one side, raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't

I'm one of the top actresses in the country-do you really think I can't afford a mattress when

have already been used. Mr. Wentworth certainly won't be

balled into fists, humiliation burning in

enough-now Stewart wanted to make a show of discarding even the mattress she slept

was a blatant, unforgivable

eyes as she struggled to keep her temper in check. Then, turning

firm. "Ms. Lockwood, the car in the garage

Rosita froze.

broke. Tears welled up and spilled down her cheeks. "How could Stewart do this to me?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "Doesn't

"You're welcome to arrange for your own ride, Ms.

her teeth so hard her jaw shook. She yanked out her

her to stay and sent a driver

go steadied her, and by the time she left, she shot Carl a cold, defiant glare, holding her head high as she climbed