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 his

ten minutes later, I immediately closed my

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

so soft,” he murmured. “All that

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

it.” He pulled a

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

it lightly, but Jared wasn’t laughing. His hand clamped down on

pouted slightly. “I just mean… feelings

it.” He squeezed my other hand,

promised

where is it? Did

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forehead creased. “A diamond ring doesn’t just

dropped from 132 to 110

convinced him completely. “Don’t worry,” he said, patting my hand. “We’ll

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

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

me choose my

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

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

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

the wedding ring,

was worth.

at the restaurant, Jared’s friends were already there–all

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

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