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

Chapter 52

Getting sick was rough. I knew that well. That night, I felt a bit better and went to the hospital.

Yvonne was young but tough. When I got there, she was jumping around in her room.

When I walked in, she hid her phone under the covers. I heard a ping; she ducked under to text back and then peeked at me.

“Mom, what took you so long? I’m starving,” Yvonne whined when she saw me.

I used what little energy I had to sit down next to her. “Sorry, I’m sick, too. No food. Call your dad and ask him to bring

some.”

“Did I make you sick?” Yvonne blinked. “Good thing I didn’t let Tracy hug me, or she’d be sick too. If she’s sick, Dad won’t have help with work.”

She was such a pain. “Aren’t you hungry? Why not call your dad?” I didn’t want to argue. Maybe I should just ignore her instead of fighting with a kid.

Yvonne huffed, “Why should I call? Can’t you do it?”

“You’re the hungry one,” I told her.

“You’re supposed to be my mom.” Yvonne’s eyes filled with tears, whining, “Other moms are always there for their kids, not like you. I hardly see you all day.”

I paused, and then quietly texted Jared to bring food.

She sat

at me.

but I just

clean this up,” she said. I got up and tidied everything. Then Yvonne sat up straight. “Tracy said

about how she used to get whatever she wanted, with top–brand clothes and the best of everything, but now, I wouldn’t spoil her

toys by your bed. Play with those first,” I said

me unhappy. I’m a patient. I had a shot and my hand’s swollen.” When she didn’t get her way, she acted all

she was faking it, so I stayed strong. “Yvonne,” I said seriously, “you gotta earn things. If you

you? You don’t earn anything and won’t let me spend. The money you use is Dad’s. You’re just a parasite.” Yvonne was really going at it, sounding

she was a little wolf ready to bite. My look was cold, so Yvonne wanted to

herself.

work hard and stop asking for money. So, Yvonne, Mom will be busy working. You need to be more independent; do your own stuff. And… it’s okay for your dad to

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talk like this. She wasn’t used to it. “If Dad

me, other men will. But having someone isn’t everything. I need my own path. I’ll work

someone who could understand. Whether she got it or not, I needed her to know she was grown up. I

to put me down, make me know my place–to serve her like her nanny. She had a powerful family and was their little princess. As for me,

So she was confused. For someone

genes were strong.

take advantage of me without a word. I thought her happiness was mine. But mothers were role models.

was better at arguing. She went quiet and