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

Not only had she stolen my husband, but she’d also had Yvonne under her

I’d fixated on her like she was the root of all evil. We’d barely spoken, but she still drained me. I died in my fifties,

and emotional burnout could be. Those toxic people and drama were like a dark cloud

anyone’s negativity trap me like a prisoner. From now

heard Jared and Yvonne return. For a moment, it seemed like someone’s footsteps had stopped

little body wormed under the covers with me. “Mom, still sleeping? You have to take me to

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

and blood, so I still spoke to her kindly. But I’d withdraw my love gradually. Once she was old enough

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

box in front of

Inside was a

it out?”

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

lot?” I asked, locking eyes with

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

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