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

But I knew well that they’d talk behind my back, saying I was trying to hold on to my place as Jared’s wife, dressing to impress every day. Since I couldn’t compete with Tracy in career or skills, I had to rely on my looks.

Honestly, I couldn’t care less. As long as they didn’t say it to my face, I’d just turn a blind eye. Being talked about behind my back was just a roundabout compliment.

Jared looked grumpy all morning. Maybe he was just sulking because he missed his nut milk. He kept that sour expression on his face until noon.

I couldn’t care less about his mood. I just got on with my work and chatted with the designers.

Around noon, Jared called to ask where I was. I told him I was still at the design studio and planned to grab lunch there.

But Jared insisted I go to a restaurant near the office instead. His tone made it clear that I didn’t have a choice.

So I had no choice but to rush over. As soon as I stepped out of the car, a sudden gust of wind swept by. The wind blew through my flowy, floral chiffon dress and my waist–length, softly curled hair, making them flutter.

A few guys passing by couldn’t take their eyes off me, especially when I quickly reached down to hold my skirt, looking a bit flustered. That brief moment of panic seemed to leave them stunned.

and cheeks burning, I hurried into

there, I realized his private room overlooked the parking lot. He was standing by the window, turning

I asked with

just gave me a long, hard

glanced down at myself, checking my outfit. “Is there something wrong with

sat down, picked up his coffee cup, took a couple of sips, and then said, “A lot of people

poured myself a cup of coffee. “Are you saying I’m dressing

This is a workplace, not your

are so funny. You want the flowers to bloom, but you

and his handsome face flushed

too. My face tightened, and

be calm and easygoing. Losing his

have no idea how many guys

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