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

Chapter 6

Jared came in while I was showering. By the time I stepped out in my pajamas, he was already sitting on his side of the bed in his pajamas, flipping through a book. The soft rustle of pages was the only sound breaking the silence.

I sat down at the vanity and began my skincare routine, taking my time. I glanced over the desk, mentally noting what I needed to pick up the next day.

After about ten minutes, Jared called from the bed, “You ready?”

I finished slathering on moisturizer, then walked over and climbed into bed.

Jared set his book aside, turned off the overhead light, and left on the little lamp by the bed. The soft, dim light created an intimate, almost sensual atmosphere.

One of his hands reached over, resting on my chest. Then, in his usual polite, graceful way, he asked, “This okay?”

I’d been waiting for this. I met his gaze, my expression serious. “I’m beat today. Maybe next time.”

His hand froze. After what felt like forever, he pulled it back. “Sure.”

Funny enough, despite the tension, I fell asleep quickly. No crazy, jumbled thoughts—just a deep, solid sleep. My alarm woke me up the next morning.

Jared was already gone. I shook off the sleepiness, got dressed, and headed out. Right by the door, I heard Yvonne whining, “Dad, drive me to school. I don’t want her to take me. I’m still mad at her.”

Jared sighed, “Yvonne, she’s your mom.”

“But she hit me! What kind of mom does that to her kid?” Yvonne shot back, sharp as ever.

“She did it to teach you a lesson,” Jared said. “She didn’t mean it. It hurt her, too.”

drive me, Dad,” Yvonne insisted, digging her heels

never say

backpack and trotted after him down

downstairs. Then I decided to stay put.

to myself, ‘Good. Those

do today: hire two solid servants to handle the house, and find a detective to snap pics of Jared and Tracy cheating–I needed solid proof for the divorce, especially when we split our

account, but I never bought luxury items or

I realized I needed to hold onto that cash.

agency. We interviewed three rounds of candidates before selecting two servants we liked. That afternoon, I took Mom downtown shopping and went all

Jared’s money isn’t free. How could you spend like that? Twenty

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scarf? Is it woven

for you,” I said softly, my chest tight. She’d always been such an amazing. loving mom. In my first life, she hadn’t lived much longer. Now, I wanted her to

isn’t right,” she argued. “I know you’ve got money, and you’re sweet to think of me. But

Yvonne. Make your marriage work. Have a healthy baby boy soon,

old–school mindset–she was totally obsessed with having

tried everything, downing herbal medicines and seeing countless doctors, desperate to get pregnant quickly. But Jared barely paid any attention to me. So, I never had another kid,

a son for him. I turned to Mom, my voice flat. “I already

the company now. If he

son, my position in the family

if Jared wanted a boy, Tracy would give him one. I was not wasting a second

was cheating. Then I’d push for a divorce and get my share of

or upset her. So I switched gears. “Mom, you’re leaving the day

“I can’t leave your dad and brother alone. As long as I know you’re doing okay, I’m good.” She’d always been a worrier, always putting family

could tell her mind was made up, so I didn’t push to make her stay. But