Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 325

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.

came three months ago, Lauren felt

her to a shell of her former self. She

news report in the hospital about Rosita's return from overseas, Lauren felt both elated

maybe, Lauren wouldn't have to worry

had

it painfully clear: she didn't want anything to do with her dying

the end, but Garry was the head of Westenmarch's top

Rosita could snap her fingers and

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

to the sofa and helped

please rest. I'll get you a

"She's been overseas for four years, but the moment she's back she

me. I'm just

"Good to you? She can't even be bothered to care that her own mother's dying of

"Ms. Lynn, you've 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 back has been tough. The studio gave all her

"Who are you trying to fool? Her husband's Garry! You think a man like that would let her be treated this

might not know this,

at her, stunned.

"Daisy."