Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 338

Mrs. Prescott was a soft-hearted woman. In the end, she forgave Gavin.

At this point, Rosita couldn't help but sigh. "Word is, Gavin's turned into the ultimate doting husband lately. He and Mrs. Prescott are even planning a big thirtieth anniversary party-sometime at the end of the month, I think?"

Lauren was so furious she hung up on the spot.

Hearing the abrupt click and the busy signal that followed, Rosita's mood soared.

She knew that Lauren wouldn't be able to stomach the thought of Gavin living so well. There was no way she'd just let it go.

Give it a few days, and Lauren would lose her composure and go looking for Gavin.

And when that moment came, it would be the lowest point of Lauren's life.

A cold, calculating smile tugged at Rosita's lips as she contemplated her little victory.

Just then, her phone started ringing again—an unfamiliar number this time.

Rosita didn't think much of it and hung up right away.

After taking a shower and getting changed, she found her phone still buzzing insistently with the same number.

She hesitated, but finally answered. "Hello? Who is this?"

"It's me. Ottilie Kensington."

have something you might

frowned. "What is

"It's about Briony."

shot up. Something

repeated,

I'll show

moment, then said, "Fine. Come find me at the

month had passed since Briony returned to

Nina had already settled in

ver

Word had spread among her

Briony's priorities had shifted her focus

in a project for an animation company

culture with her exquisite hand-drawn art; every frame

days, she spent her time holed up in her

the four of them lived under the same roof, but in reality, it was rare for the entire family to bez together except at dinner. Their busy schedules kept them apart; sometimes, days went by when she

these past two weeks: Stewart was away on a

morning, Briony's phone rang-it

Briony paused, paintbrush

private jet," Ferdinand replied, his voice