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.

Yvonne’s favorites. She sat on the bed,

at me.

hungry, too, but I

she said. I got up and tidied everything. Then Yvonne

best of everything, but now, I wouldn’t spoil her

your bed. Play with those first,” I

Yvonne whined. “You’re making 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

“Yvonne,” I said seriously, “you gotta earn things. If you get

me whatever I want. But 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 too smart for her

like she was a little wolf ready to bite.

herself.

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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me talk like this. She wasn’t used to it. “If Dad leaves you, you won’t

scared? I’m young, pretty, and smart. If your dad stops spending on me, other men will. But having someone isn’t everything. I

could understand. Whether she got it or not, I needed her to know she was grown up. I couldn’t spend

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

was confused. For someone so

genes were strong.

advantage of me without a word. I thought her happiness was mine. But mothers were role models. Children became what they saw. If a mother

at arguing. She went quiet and