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

Chapter 28

I avoided mother–daughter bonding whenever possible. But when forced, I endured it.

Jared drove us himself while his driver collected Yvonne.

My memories from before were fading, and this life wasn’t following the same script. I had no idea what would happen next -but whatever it was, I refused to be walked over again.

Jared had chosen an upscale Falansia bistro. When we arrived, Yvonne was sprawled across the sofa, her young face already bearing the cynical expression that didn’t belong on a child.

“You’re late,” Yvonne said by way of greeting, her voice dripping with teenage disdain.

“We hit some traffic,” Jared offered quietly. “Order whatever you’d like, sweetheart.”

Yvonne demanded, proving once

I’d kept strict bans on these “unhealthy” foods, leading to endless tantrums as Yvonne fought

for support, and then murmured when I stayed silent, “Those will upset your

her small back

her have what she wants,” I said, sinking into

eyebrows shot

is. Children have so few choices. We adults get to pick every meal, while they eat what we decide. From now on, I

over to cling to my arm. “Mom, you should’ve done this

specialties–the wine–paired steak, foie gras, and caviar. Fine dining was

phone rang, he excused himself to take the call

and she immediately dug in with childish enthusiasm. “Mom,” she said between. bites, “my leg still hurts. Can I stay home

wanted to skip school and lounge around. Watching her hopeful expression, I took a slow sip of wine and said flatly, “Take it up