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

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Perfect. I needed to pick his brain about investments anyway. [Sure.]

His reply was a cheerful emoji.

The gate’s charging station was barely warm when my mother–in–law’s caller ID flashed. Yvonne’s petulant voice came through: “Mom, when are you coming home? I told Dad to tell you to buy me a present. Are you gonna get me one?”

“No.” Flat. Final.

“Don’t you love me anymore?” Her voice sharpened. “Do you even love me?”

“Love’s transactional, sweetheart. Even maternal affection has terms.” Ice crystallized in my veins.

“What did I do wrong? You’re being weird again. I don’t get it!” Classic Yvonne, playing dumb to evade accountability. She understood. She just refused to.

abruptly. I didn’t redial. Some

the time I landed in Hachester, it was past six in the evening. Straight from the airport, I headed to dinner. The taxi

gleamed under the soft glow of the lot lights, its sleek lines even more

stepped out of the car–tall, lean, dressed in a crisp white long–sleeved shirt that gave him that quiet, academic aura. The kind of man who looked like

the restaurant. A boy, maybe thirteen or fourteen, zeroed in on the Maybach

wide–eyed awe before turning to Nathan. “Dude,

Nathan smiled. “Yeah.”

cheat code for life. “If I study till my books fall apart… can

me, amused, before he clapped the boy’s shoulder.

pranced back to his family,

of shyness in his eyes, but he

lazy. Around him, something in me shifted, an unapologetic

sing to

who’d never learned to armor himself against the

odds with the tension coiling in the air. When we sat, he slid the menu toward

mind… just the two of us,” he murmured, eyes