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.

needling him. “You know, we really shouldn’t be in the same car anymore. Safety

that could freeze lava. “Just

still T–bone us. Rich couples are supposed to

went icy. “Shut up and

make it clear he shouldn’t ride with me anymore. The less time trapped in this

guilt over the

my nightgown and stood in front

yoga had sculpted me into better shape than I’d been in years.

nearly dropped the bottle. Jared sat motionless on the edge of my bed. When had he slipped in? He moved like a ghost these days–first invading my passenger

I announced preemptively, layering my voice

up. “I know.” That deep voice carried its usual

man who’d once insisted he couldn’t sleep with another person’s breathing disturbing him. At

my routine in silence, slid under the covers,

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