LOGINLauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Sometimes, I feel like I should be doing more to make him happy, especially after everything he's done for me,” I continued, gently rubbing the moisturizer into my skin.“But Vincent never makes me feel that way. He doesn't demand anything from me, and he doesn't make me feel guilty when I'm not ready for something.”I paused, remembering the countless times he had held me through the nights when my memories became too overwhelming or simply stayed beside me when I couldn't find the words to explain what was going on inside my head.“He's always been understanding. Even when I struggle to explain what I'm feeling, he somehow knows when I need him to give me space and when I need him to hold me.”“That's because he loves you,” Joyce said quietly.“I know.” The warmth in my chest spread all over my body.A soft smile appeared on my face.“He waited seven years to marry me, watched me marry someone else, and took care of that person like a caregiver. He was s
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)Gabriel had never been particularly good at hiding his emotions, but his recent behaviour was different from what I remembered.There were moments when he seemed almost too comfortable talking to me, as though the years we had spent apart hadn't happened.Then, without warning, he would become serious and indifferent, leaving me with more questions than answers.It was confusing.And, honestly, it was a little unsettling.“It's not that I want to know what he's thinking,” I said, picking up the bottle of serum from the dressing table.“But sometimes I feel like he's deliberately trying to make our conversations personal when there's no reason for him to do that.” I added absentmindedly.During our last two conversations, we bickered like friends, and the way he flirted with me…..I took a deep breathe and poured some serum on my palm.Joyce remained quiet for a moment.“Has he said anything inappropriate?” She asked in a serious tone.“Not exactly.” I answe
Vincent’s P.O.V. (Continued)“She can handle Gabriel, and I am handling her safety. She trusted me with it, and it’s fine with me,” I said to him after a few seconds.“I know, but I still don’t trust that piece of trash.” He grumbled and I smiled weakly.“She said that she has something to give to Gabriel’s mother, and Gabriel said that he has something to discuss with Lauren. Lauren guessed that it can have something to do with Vincent’s recovery. I don’t need to explain the rest.” I told him the reason that Lauren told me.Silence followed.I stared at the phone, waiting for him to respond.When he didn't, I continued.“He was once his patient, Caellum. If this is really about his treatment, then, it’s okay.”Caellum snorted but didn’t say a word for the next few seconds.“But you should have made an effort to stop her.” He grumbled and I sighed.I lowered my gaze on the desk before speaking again."Caellum, you know Lauren better than most people. You know she doesn't respond well
Vincent’s P.O.V.“This restaurant is only three blocks away from our company, Mr. Holster, and the building isn’t covered by others. So, our people will have enough space to keep eyes on Mrs. Holster,” Nolan finished explaining the security arrangements for Lauren during her lunch with Gabriel tomorrow.The plan looked satisfactory.After learning so much and getting the investigation report on Augustus Sterling and Sebastian Sterling, even when Raynold said that we don’t need to worry about Lauren and her security, I couldn’t be at ease until I look at everything by myself.“May I ask something, Mr. Holster?” I looked at Nolan questioningly.He looked hesitant but took a deep breath.“She is going to meet her ex-husband.” He remarked cautiously.I didn’t reply instantly or raise any questions.He was right.Lauren was going to meet her ex-husband, Gabriel Westfield, and I was arranging their lunch meeting.That’s not normal husbands work.But then….I wasn’t a normal husband.I watch
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)There was a brief silence.Then Gabriel chuckled."Because I would like to see you, Lauren. Is that such a terrible thing to ask?" He asked, his voice went a bit serious.I rubbed my forehead."Considering our history, I would say it's a perfectly reasonable question." I remarked calmly.The last time we met was at the courthouse, where he accused me of using him as a test subject without his permission.“I know what you are thinking, Lauren.” He said with a sigh and I chuckled dryly.“Am I that predictable?” I asked sarcastically.“That’s the real problem.” He mumbled and now it got on my nerve.“You mean to say that I’m unpredictable, huh?” I asked instantly, anger seeping in my tone.“Ms. Shaw.” I glared at Wanda when she called me softly.“Don’t scare that poor girl, baby.” Gabriel coaxed me, but I scowled darkly.“Don’t give me creeps, Gabriel.” I said to him while rubbing my hand as I really felt goosebumps when he called me so dearly.He laughed agai
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“I already know about the truth behind her accident, and why she came after you, Gabriel. But not about this 50 million. They know what my real worth is and yet they offered only 50 million. How cheap?” I said sarcastically, filled with disdain.Gabriel didn’t speak instantly but then burst into laughter.I scowled but didn’t scold him.“You…. You are actually disappointed about the money they offered?” He asked while laughing.“Of course, I am. They want me to serve Celia for 50 million when my own worthy without my name is more than a billion. Are they bankrupt or what?” I complained, still scowling darkly.“You are still the same Lauren.” He remarked, continuing laughing.“Stop laughing, okay? This is so humiliating,” I scolded him this time.Unfortunately, that only seemed to encourage him.“Yes, this is so humiliating, Ms. Lauren Shaw.” He teased but didn’t stop laughing.“Stop laughing,” I almost growled at him.He was now getting on my nerves.“Oh,
Gabriel’s P.O.V.I thought that admitting my mistake of misunderstanding Lauren would ease my guilt of asking for a divorce, but it only made me feel worse.I painted her as a gold digger in my heart before asking for a divorce, but what I learned in the past two days made me feel worse than I felt
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Joyce.” I called her in a soft and hoarse voice, as I was still feeling some pain in my throat, to stop her from lashing out.I looked at Gabriel as if I were looking at a stranger, not someone with whom I spent three years of my life.When he was in the wheelchair, I w
Lauren's P.O.V.I groaned in pain, trying to move my body a little, but screamed in pain. My whole body felt like it was crushed under a fully loaded truck. "Lauren.... Lauren." I heard Joyce calling my name worriedly, but I was in so much pain that I only whimpered again instead of opening my eyes
Lauren’s P.O.V.I looked at the stack of cold white papers on which black letters were mocking at me. Three years of endurance, hardship, and commitment brought what….A Divorce Agreement…..I am just a normal human.When I signed up for this assignment, I knew what could come my way in the future,







