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.

makes me look good when we’re out. Plus, she takes care of the house without creating drama, exactly the kind

behind Jared and Yvonne as they headed

was getting dinner ready for them, ladling out soup

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

you have a

top of the stairs. Without waiting for Mom to respond, I shot back coldly, “If people could return

flinched and scrambled

your deal today? Why do you keep picking on Yvonne?

sat down, grabbed the soup bowl, and took a bite. “She started it. And for your info, I’m my mom’s perfect girl. But your daughter told my mom she

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fired up. Don’t take

pushed her

right up. “I’ll take ‘em, Mom.

the sudden absence of my maternal warmth and

helped Yvonne

was stuffed, I turned to him. “I’m thinking about hiring two live–in servants to help take care of Yvonne.

didn’t push back. “You

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

break. Plus, I want to take a short trip. Staying cooped

in school. Where are you

my hand, glancing at my smooth nails. “Chill

and from school,” Yvonne whined. Just moments ago, she’d been shooting me death glares, but that attitude disappeared the

Jared’s lap and latched onto my leg. “Mom, even though you scolded me earlier, I’m not

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