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.

Lauren felt as if the sky was crashing

on top, the last three months had reduced her to a shell of her former self. She was out of money and thought she'd just have to wait for the

about

Rosita was back, and maybe, just maybe, Lauren wouldn't have

hadn't reached out, and had even

didn't want anything

the end,

Rosita could snap her fingers and get any amount of money she

birth to Rosita. That meant Rosita owed her she was supposed to take care

guided Lauren to the sofa and helped her

please rest. I'll get you

for four years, but the moment she's back she

been good to me. I'm just happy to be working with her

bothered to care that her own mother's

got back-she was out of the spotlight for so long, and coming back

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

Lynn, you might not know this, but Rosita's marriage

stunned. "What

"Daisy."