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

Chapter 134

I freeze. Across the table, Tracy’s knuckles whiten around her fork. Great. Another breadcrumb. Could you maybe stop seasoning my life with these meaningless gestures?

I swear, the man’s fishing with live bait, convinced I’ll bite if he sprinkles just enough sweetness. Does he honestly believe “good wife” is a default setting I’ll slide back into if he keeps buttering the pan?

But a real partner earns a “good wife,” the same way a good man earns loyalty.

Most guys just cosplay husband until the credits roll–and Jared’s got an Oscar in that category.

Dinner wrapped up when one of the senior VPs blurted out that she wanted to hit the Stonecrag Church tomorrow.

She swore the place was magic for both love and career, and after her divorce, she still hadn’t found “the one,” so maybe a prayer wouldn’t hurt.

Jared said that tomorrow was a day off, with no work scheduled, so everyone was free to do as they pleased. Tracy then suggested that we all go for a walk at Stonecrag Mount.

Jared’s eyes slid to me. Voice low, he asked, “Wanna come?”

I nodded. “Sure.”

When Jared figured out I’d booked my own room, his

for show. “Hon, I’m beat.

his own room

the dumb thought hit: if Tracy finds out I’m not bunking with him, will she tiptoe down the hall and

blow–drying the ends of my hair, when the door opened. Jared–fresh from his own shower–walked in, hair damp, eyes locked on me.

he broke the silence. “My mom told me she gave

looped him in? “Not really. They never work, and I’m

out his palm. “Let me see

from my bag and set it in

His

joke.

heated. “Only one way to

stuttered. If he took it, he’d expect me to- “Don’t. It’s useless.” I

I’ll take it. You enjoy

protest, he emptied the powder into a glass of water,

there,” I warned, half laughing, half freaked. Lately, Jared had been wild in ways I

the edge of the bed, and within minutes, a flush climbed his neck. Fingers working the top button of his pajama