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.

He didn’t bring me along as his wife, but as another one of

car ten minutes later, I immediately

warm fingers intertwined with mine. My eyes snapped open to find his hand

hands are so soft,”

come cheap,” I said dryly. “I’ve

thing I can afford it.” He pulled a platinum card from his pocket. “Your

ever let you go when you spoil me like

laughing. His hand clamped down on mine. “Are

“I just mean… feelings can

overthink it.” He squeezed my other hand, and then stiffened. “Where’s your wedding

dread washed over me. I’d promised on

no, where is it? Did I lose

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creased. “A diamond ring doesn’t

said softly. “I dropped from 132

convinced him completely. “Don’t worry,” he said,

have others at home.” Truth was, I’d rather have

way. In his mind, only he could buy my wedding band, and I had

and let me choose my own ring?” I

of my hand, absentmindedly

this afternoon. Go pick it

leaning against his arm and conveniently forgetting to mention the card he’d

sent the money, I’d quietly save it all. As for the wedding ring, some thrift

was worth.

were already there–all around our age, all

was that while they still relied on family allowances, Jared had already taken over the

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