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

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Jared’s first question was about my lunch plans.

The scent of roses intensified as he approached. I schooled my features into indifference. “Cafeteria.”

Our company cafeteria would make me special dishes if I asked.

He watched me for a moment. “Come to lunch with me and some friends.”

Jared’s inner circle consisted of three childhood friends–two men and a woman, one couple dating since college.

In six years of marriage, I’d met them maybe five times. His invitation caught me off guard.

“Are you sure?” Not that I minded going if he wanted me there.

“Why not? They know you.” His eyes traveled over my outfit. “When did you get this? I don’t remember seeing it before.”

I gave a small smile. “Complete closet overhaul. What do you think of the dress?”

Jared’s lips thinned slightly. “Meet me downstairs in ten.”

Men were so predictable. For years, Jared hadn’t noticed what I wore, but this curve–hugging dress suddenly made me visible.

If visual appeal was what worked, I’d play the game.

If he saw me as nothing but a trophy, I might as well look like one.

His sudden interest in showing me off to friends spoke volumes.

than a shiny accessory. He didn’t bring me along as his wife, but as another one of his

ten minutes later,

with mine. My eyes

with care. “Your hands are so soft,” he murmured.

them. “Beauty doesn’t come cheap,” I said dryly. “I’ve been spending

afford it.” He pulled a platinum card

“How could I ever let you go when you spoil me like

Jared wasn’t laughing. His hand clamped down on mine. “Are you seriously thinking about leaving

slightly. “I just mean… feelings

hand, and then stiffened. “Where’s your

I’d promised on

perfectly. “Oh no, where is

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“A diamond ring

said softly. “I dropped

completely. “Don’t worry,” he said, patting

I’d rather have the cash equivalent

count. They’re just everyday jewelry.” Jared was old–fashioned that way. In his mind, only he could buy my wedding band, and I

you give me the money and let me choose my own ring?” I dropped

phone rang. He kept hold of my hand, absentmindedly stroking my fingers while he

got things to do this afternoon. Go pick it out yourself–I’ll

darling,” I said sweetly, leaning against his arm and conveniently forgetting to mention

all. As for the wedding ring, some thrift

was worth.

were already there–all around

family allowances, Jared had already taken over the family business. Same privileged upbringing, but he was

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