After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Jared seemed uncomfortable with my outfit. He probably thought my clothes were totally inappropriate–no decent woman would wear something so revealing and sexy.

“Honey, Yvonne just said she wants Tracy to be her mom. Who’s this Tracy?” I asked, feigning curiosity as I stepped up to

him.

Jared glanced down at Yvonne, his face tight. “She’s just rambling,” he told me. “Don’t take it seriously. Let’s go downstairs

and eat.”

This was unexpected. Jared was actually trying to cover things up.

I remembered how I discovered Tracy in my previous life–totally by chance when I ran into him at a private room, drinking and chatting with his friends.

I’d been excited, ready to pop in and say hi. But right outside the door, I overheard a man asking Jared when he planned to divorce me and give Tracy an official status.

Jared had said he wasn’t considering divorce because of Yvonne.

The guy pressed, “So you’re just gonna string Tracy along? C’mon, you’ve lost all love in your marriage anyway. Divorce seems like a good option.”

Jared took a drag, crushed his cigarette out, and said, “Victoria’s not my dream wife, but she’s the kid’s mom. As long as she stays in line and learns to live with Tracy, I won’t leave her.”

Back then, I just froze outside that door.

Never in a million years would I have guessed my husband could brush me off that easily–just the kid’s mom, not his wife. He was only keeping me around out of pity because I’d given him a child, not because he saw me as his wife.

we’re out. Plus, she takes care of the house without creating drama, exactly the kind of wife my parents want me to

reality, I trailed behind Jared and Yvonne as they headed

for them, ladling out soup she’d been simmering

sweet to Mom as he’d always been–no complaints

“how’d you have a

Mom to respond, I shot back coldly, “If people could return kids, you’d be

Yvonne flinched and

you keep picking on Yvonne? She’s your daughter–the one you

my mom’s perfect girl. But your daughter told my mom she wishes I had never been

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in, smiling to smooth things over. “Jared, Victoria’s just fired up. Don’t take it hard.

her plate

right up. “I’ll

absence of my maternal warmth and just shook her

Yvonne finish

two live–in servants to

looked a little surprised but didn’t push back. “You handle the house stuff however you want. Fine by

blinked, looking innocent. “Aren’t you my servant, Mom? Don’t you want to take care of

I want to take a short trip. Staying cooped up at

in

out my hand, glancing at my smooth nails. “Chill out. It’s not far–just a

Mom to leave. I still need her to drive me to and from school,” Yvonne whined. Just moments ago, she’d been shooting me death

even though you scolded me earlier, I’m not

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