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.

I didn’t

landed in Hachester, it was past six in the evening. Straight from the airport, I headed to dinner. The taxi dropped me off at a secluded garden–style

gleamed under

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

emerged from the restaurant. A boy, maybe thirteen or fourteen, zeroed in on the Maybach like a moth

car with wide–eyed awe before turning

Nathan smiled. “Yeah.”

code for life. “If I study till my books fall

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

practically pranced back to his family, still craning his

Nathan turned to me, there was a flicker of shyness in his eyes, but he held my stare

deliberately lazy.

sing to

he radiated earnestness, like a man who’d never learned to armor himself against the world. And humans, myself

its warm lighting at odds with the tension coiling in the air. When we sat, he slid the

mind… just the two of us,” he