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

Chapter 23

I was ready for his accusations and anger. His words didn’t upset me. I just lay there calmly, meeting his furious, bewildered

stare.

“You’ve treated me well. You were always generous, perfectly polite–a true gentleman in every way. You just… never shared your work life with me or brought me around your friends.

“You simply… stopped loving me. But that doesn’t make you any less of a good husband or father.” My voice stayed even as I held his gaze, stating facts.

Jared’s eyes turned to stone. “That’s ridiculous,” he snapped. “Why would I have married you if I didn’t love you?”

I watched the color rise in his handsome face, his anger giving way to something closer to panic and guilt.

sighed and closed my eyes. “You did love me once. But love doesn’t come with

a kiss that burned with anger. His

he moved with rough urgency, his eyes darkening with need. Pinned beneath

over me with urgent purpose, seeking the familiar responses that used to come

me completely. Yet I forced myself to keep playing the wounded wife because I knew this marriage still had more to give

released me past 2 a.m., I gathered the sheets around my trembling body and retreated to the guest

broken his own rules tonight. By making the first move, he’d let down his

caring and

that primitive need to chase what

love. She had to be

too soon. I was still half–asleep when Yvonne came barreling in. “Mom!” she shouted,

had made Yvonne forget all