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

Chapter 60

The accusation hit like a slap. I shot up from the bed, fury burning through me. The hypocrisy! I clutched the blanket tighter, but it kept slipping, leaving my skin exposed under his gaze. His eyes darkened as we stared each other down, neither of us backing away.

“Me?” My voice shook. “You’re questioning my loyalty? What about you, Jared? Are you cheating?”

For a second, he just looked at me, blank. “So you believe those office rumors about me and Tracy?”

“If you knew they were spreading, why didn’t you shut them down?” My throat tightened. “Fine. If you don’t love me anymore, I can accept that. But I won’t tolerate your distrust.” Tears pricked at my eyes, and anger surged.

Jared acted like my anger was ridiculous. Instead of addressing the Tracy situation, he hit me with something worse. “I’m clear. But even if there was something between me and Tracy, maybe you should ask yourself why.”

He meant this was all my fault? The words turned my blood to ice. I glared at him, my vision swimming with tears. “If you don’t love me anymore, just say it. Don’t feed me excuses.

“Yeah, I lost myself–clung to you like some desperate fool. My crime? Loving you and our child so much that I forgot I existed outside of you. But don’t worry. That’s over now.”

you see the issue. But drop the jealousy. Tracy and I are nothing but

tore from my throat. “Professional? Then why the love songs? Why the

when are you going to let this go?” His patience snapped. “I’m giving you some space.” With that, he walked out,

took it as proof I didn’t love him. Jared was always

the sofa, flipping through documents, when Tracy walked in. She

Holcomb,” she greeted me, her smile polite but with just a little too much sweetness. “Mr. Holcomb

returned her smile, just as

Women always knew. Even she could see Tracy wasn’t here just

going on between them. But this trip? The perfect opportunity for that to

always so considerate,” Tracy said, sliding into a

“No need for flattery, Tracy. I’m not that easygoing. I

shot Jared a wounded look. But he was too buried in his files

“Mr. Holcomb got a stain on his shirt and suit last

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