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

Chapter 58

But the real tragedy wasn’t the weight I’d lost. It was the equal standing I’d surrendered.

The elevator dinged. Jared strode out but paused long enough to toss over his shoulder, “Wait in the car. I need a smoke.”

“Didn’t you drive?” I asked.

“No.” He didn’t elaborate, just walked off toward the designated smoking area.

Jared rarely smokes. Only when something was eating at him. So why now? He just spent the evening crooning love songs with his mistress. Shouldn’t he be floating on cloud nine? Unless my presence ruined the fantasy, reminded him how cheap the whole thing really was.

I smirked and slid into the car. Let him stew.

A few minutes later, Jared appeared, his tall frame cutting an imposing figure under the parking lot lights. He yanked open the passenger door and dropped into the seat like a man settling into a courtroom bench–all stiff posture and silent authority.

Lately, he’d been riding shotgun in my car more often. But in the past, it never would’ve happened.

“You know, we really shouldn’t be in

that could freeze

still T–bone us. Rich couples are supposed to travel separately–eggs in different baskets and

His voice went icy.

was just trying to make it clear he shouldn’t ride with me anymore. The less time

had kept Yvonne overnight–probably guilt over the kid getting sick on her watch. With both Jared and me working now, Sally seemed

my nightgown and stood in front of

into better shape than I’d been in years. But this recent cold had whittled away those last few stubborn pounds,

of my bed. When had he slipped

I announced preemptively, layering my

deep voice carried its usual

who’d once insisted he couldn’t sleep with another person’s breathing

routine in silence, slid under the covers,

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