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

Chapter 9

From what I knew about Jared, work consumed most of his attention, Yvonne took up half of what was left, and Tracy got the rest. To him, I was basically invisible. It was time to kick my divorce plans into overdrive.

When I got home, the servants were still up. They saw me and quickly rushed over to greet me.

The two servants, Wendy and Joyce, Wendy and Joyce, both in their early forties, were incredibly hardworking. With them around, the house stayed spotless.

“Mrs. Holcomb, I made oatmeal. Have a bowl before bed?” Wendy offered, stepping forward.

“Sure, thanks,” I said with a smile. Staying healthy was also my focus right now. I was determined to boost my energy, get in shape, and feel great from the inside out.

Wendy was an amazing cook. Her oatmeal tasted just as good as any store–bought stuff. I had some, but couldn’t finish it all.

suggested she share the rest with Joyce.

I

Tracy was really something. Not only had

the root of all evil. We’d barely spoken, but

emotional burnout could be. Those toxic people and drama were like a dark cloud hovering over me, blocking out every ray of joy and

negativity trap me like a prisoner. From now on, I

asleep when I barely heard Jared and Yvonne return. For a moment, it seemed like someone’s footsteps

me. “Mom, still sleeping? You have to take me to school,” Yvonne said, yanking

“Ask your dad to give you a ride. I’m swamped

her kindly. But I’d withdraw my

Yvonne frowned. “You don’t even have a job, and with two servants here, you’re

waved a long box in front of my face. “Dad got this for you last night. Wanna

the lid. Inside was a diamond necklace,

pick it out?” I

it out. She’s super gorgeous and has great taste.” Jared had probably prepped her to keep things casual, for

lot?” I asked,

but still a kid, nodded. “Don’t get mad, okay? Tracy’s Dad’s work partner. She’s nice

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