Andrew smiled. “Speaking of which, Lauren, I actually think Mr. Driscoll is a pretty decent guy! At least he’s not like Elon from the Goldings or Xavier from the Haywoods, those brainless idiots who come out swinging and acting all high and mighty from the start.”

Lauren hesitated, seeming like she wanted to say something but held back.

Francesca had a strange expression on her face and giggled, “Joe, the heir of the Driscoll family, definitely can’t be compared to people like Elon and Xavier. If it weren’t for you, I actually think Lauren and Joe getting together would have made a beautiful love story!”

Andrew’s face darkened. “Fran, are you saying that compared to Joe, I’m not good enough for Lauren?”

Francesca quickly said, “Look at you, getting all jealous over nothing! If you hadn’t appeared, Lauren and Joe being together would have been perfectly fine. But the problem is that you, Lauren’s true prince charming, showed up. So naturally you’re better than Joe!”

Aspen asked tentatively, “Fran, does this mean Lauren was actually with Joe before?”

Francesca kept her mouth shut and looked toward Lauren for permission.

Lauren smiled bitterly. “Go ahead and tell him, Fran. It’s not really a secret anyway, and Andrew has the right to know.”

Francesca said, “Alright then, Lauren and Joe did have some history. But this all happened when Lauren was still in Blumedale, before she went to Jayrodale and before she met Andrew.”

Andrew said coldly, “Cut the irrelevant details. I just want to know if Lauren and Joe were actually together or not!”

Francesca pouted. “Andrew, you’re not going to be so controlling that you want to manage everything about Lauren’s life before she even knew you, are you?”

Andrew shot back aggressively, “Why not? Can’t I? I’m her husband. Can’t I ask questions and care about these things?”

Francesca was taken aback and stuck out her tongue. “You men really have no limits when it comes to possessiveness!”

Lauren’s gaze grew gentle as she actively took Andrew’s arm and said sweetly, “Honey, don’t be angry! I promise, before you and I were together, I never gave myself to anyone, ever. And as for Joe, our relationship wasn’t what you imagined.”

Andrew was still visibly annoyed. “Then what was it? If you don’t tell me everything tonight, don’t even think about getting into my bed.”

Lauren was caught off guard by that one.

Aspen and Francesca both looked wide-eyed, and even Chantelle raised a brow.

This was the first time they had ever seen Andrew lose his cool. After all, he was usually calm and unshakable, always composed.

But now? He was being straight-up petty and unreasonable.

Lauren’s heart bloomed with joy, and she smiled radiantly. "Andrew, are you really jealous?”

She giggled and added, “I love it when you get jealous. It shows that you truly care about me! Okay, okay, my darling husband. Don’t be mad. I’ll tell you everything, I swear, no secrets.”

Chantelle watched from the side, feeling nauseated by the display. “Ms. Rhodes, Mr. Lloyd, are you two always like this?”

Lauren replied matter-of-factly, “Of course! What’s wrong with that? Andrew is my husband, and it’s only natural that I want to act all sweet and clingy!”

Chantelle’s face twitched as she thought to herself that Andrew, that pervert, really was incredibly lucky. There was no way she could ever act like Lauren did.

Later, after some back-and-forth between Lauren and Francesca, Andrew finally got the full picture of what had really happened between his woman and the Driscoll family’s golden boy.