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

Chapter 59

The weight of his stare was suffocating. I played dumb. “A love song? My Englysian isn’t great, and I didn’t catch that. But wow, you sounded flawless. No surprise, though, Mr. Ivy League.”

Jared let out a quiet scoff. “You’re getting worse at lying. The only reason I sang with Tracy was to save face for her. Half the board was there, and she’s VP now. If I humiliated her, she’d lose credibility with them.”

“VP?” I blinked. “Since when? I thought she was your assistant.”

“Board promoted her last week,” he said matter–of–factly. “She earned it.”

A sharp twist of jealousy hit me. Tracy’s rise had Jared’s fingerprints all over it. Suddenly, I didn’t want to talk anymore. I just muttered, “Oh,” and turned away.

Jared caught my shift instantly. “Now you care?” he taunted. “Bit late for that.”

“I don’t,” I forced myself to reply flatly. “Tracy’s competent. Everyone knows that. She got the job on merit, unlike me, who got Harmonia Hotel’s manager title just because of you.”

“You are my wife.

it. Goodnight, dear.” I shut my eyes, done with

In one swift motion, his arms locked around me from

My voice was stiff as I shoved at

gentle.” The words were soft, but

me beneath him. His mouth crashed into mine, hot and insistent. I twisted away, but

No, you’ll catch-” His

What was the point? Maybe this was his frustration over holding back with Tracy tonight. Maybe I was just the convenient

hauled me back against him, fingers digging into my hips. He never

Eventually, he stopped. His body was satisfied, but his expression was still dark, like… it hadn’t lived up to whatever he’d

cut through the silence from the

weak feeling settled over me, and I yanked the blanket up to cover myself. His accusatory tone only stoked my anger.

I’ve been really sick