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.”

have to drive me, Dad,” Yvonne insisted, digging

her and could never say no.

her backpack and trotted

listening until I heard them head downstairs. Then I decided to stay put. They grabbed breakfast to eat in the car, and only then did I

away, thinking to myself, ‘Good. Those two can stick together. Just stay

find a detective to

much about money. I always had a few million in my bank account, but I never bought luxury items or treated myself—I just played the perfect housewife,

I needed to hold onto that cash. The more,

liked. That afternoon, I

money isn’t free. How could

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woven with

always been such an amazing. loving mom. In my first

sweet to think of me. But

into Jared and Yvonne. Make your marriage work. Have a healthy baby boy soon, and that’s the best gift you could

in that old–school mindset–she was totally obsessed with having a

desperate to get pregnant quickly. But Jared barely paid any attention to me. So,

him. I turned to Mom, my voice flat. “I already have Yvonne. That proves I can

son, running the company now. If he

a son, my position in

if Jared wanted a boy, Tracy would give him one. I

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

I switched

I know you’re doing okay, I’m good.” She’d

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

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