Chapter 13

The scene in those photos looked warm and cozy, but to me, it was nothing short of humiliating.

I knew exactly why that woman had posted them–I’d blown off the event she organized, and now she was getting revenge by exposing my messed–up family situation and making me look like a total joke. What a low blow.

I didn’t let her get away with it. As soon as I saw those photos, I called her.

“Victoria?” she answered, sounding all smiley.

“Delete those photos from your Twitter,” I said, my voice cold.

Her smile vanished from her tone, and her voice oozed with fake innocence. “What? I was just sharing some cute pictures of the kids baking cakes together.”

“But your little feel–good moment doesn’t give you the right to mess with someone’s marriage. I know your husband does business with the Holcombs. Jared might be easy–going, but if he catches wind of these photos…” I trailed off.

before hanging up, she snickered, “Heard Mr. Holcomb chatting about kids- sounds like he wants a son. And his assistant

let out a cold laugh. “If you think your marriage is too perfect, go ahead and check your

up with a sharp

wives all knew the deal, and not one of them got to have the last laugh. But me? I didn’t love Jared anymore. Nothing he did could hurt

exercises to stay toned before finally falling

fifties, a little plump, with that obvious money vibe. Her

Sally,” I said, standing up to

her lately. And you didn’t even pick her up from school. How can you be

go around spreading rumors, getting everyone

scolding, I couldn’t argue. It was true, after

and explained, “Yvonne’s six now–she’s a big girl. I just want her to learn to be independent. It’s not as serious as you thought. How could I not

love more than anything. And listen, girls are sensitive about their appearance. You can’t keep hitting her–what if

acted so much like Jared. So, Sally

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