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I pretended not to hear and kept walking. Jared caught up, grabbing my arm. “What’s wrong now?”

I stared at his face, mentally picturing him as a stack of hundred–dollar bills to keep my temper in check. “What do you want?” I asked flatly.

“My cousin’s getting married tomorrow. We’re going to Shariport tonight,” he said, right there in the middle of the hallway.

I knew this cousin, a university professor. Scrolling through my memories of my previous life, I vaguely recalled my mother–in–law mentioning the wedding.

Back then, Jared had gone alone. Of course, “alone” in his world had never truly meant alone. There had always been a certain companion- Tracy, no doubt.

So, color me surprised. Jared actually wanted me to go this time. Tracy must be seething.

“I’ve got a lot on my plate right now,” I said, deliberately dismissive. “Maybe I’ll sit this one out.”

Part of my new mission in this life was to emotionally detach–and, when possible, subtly needle him. Payback for the lifetime of neglect he’d served me.

Jared’s expression darkened. “He’s my closest cousin. My parents can’t make it, so we’re representing the family. You not going would be disrespectful.”

“Are we taking Yvonne?” The last thing I wanted was a long trip with her.

“No. Just us.” His voice was clipped.

A business hub like Shariport was exactly where I needed to be. Networking opportunities, industry elites–attending as Jared Holcomb’s wife would open doors for my career.

Plus, I’d been planning to grow a TikTok presence for the hotel. This trip could give me content worth filming.

“Fine. I’ll wrap up work and pack,” I said, shaking off his grip and striding toward my office.

Through the glass reflection, I saw him standing rigidly, frustration etched between his brows.

That evening, we rode in silence to the airport. “We didn’t tell Yvonne about Shariport, did we?” Jared asked abruptly.

1 shook my head. “No.”

“Good. No need to upset her.” His voice softened, the same indulgent tone he always used when it came to her.

I didn’t reply, turning to watch the city lights blur past.

The airport buzzed with travelers. Jared and I traveled light, breezing through security before settling in the VIP lounge.

He was all sharp angles and tailored businesswear, his million–dollar watch glinting under the lights as he typed away on his laptop, every

inch the elite CEO.

I took my coffee outside, leaning against the glass to watch planes take off. No need to sit with him.

When I returned, three giggling girls,had clustered near Jared, their cheeks pink as they nudged each other, clearly angling for his number.

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I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorway, watching. Ah, youth. Bold, hopeful, unburdened.

Not like me. Though my body was young again, my soul felt like a wasteland, ravaged and barren. But perhaps that was the very point of a second life: to rebuild hope, brick by stubborn brick, atop the ruins of my previous life,

Finally, one of the girls gathered her courage and approached Jared for his number. He looked up from his laptop, momentarily confused, before his gaze flickered past her, straight to me standing in the doorway.

“My wife is

snapped to me. The girls flushed

bad for them. They were clearly well–bred, dressed in designer labels, probably just smitten by Jared’s

impulsiveness of his youth was long gone. The man who’d once spotted me in a crowd and pursued me

he’d come to regret. Seduced by my face, only to realize too late that beneath the pretty packaging, I was utterly mismatched for

era. This Jared was calculated, controlled. No longer the type to be swayed by a pretty

care about my reputation.” It made sense now. A rising entrepreneur couldn’t afford scandals. Even in our previous life, he’d never been one for affairs. Tracy was the sole

I’d been so petty back then. I’d actually hired a nineteen–year–old to seduce

jacket–the one he’d told her to “just throw away“-I’d realized the truth: Tracy

to the present. “Let

cup, then flashed him the empty liner before tossing it into the

shoved his parent, who stumbled back into me, sending me colliding into Jared’s

hooked around my waist, steadying me. “You okay?” he murmured, breath warm

stiffly and stepped forward, but Jared’s hand lingered–just a fraction

Jared didn’t bother me,

city of legends, with a magnetic allure that drew travelers from all over the world. By the time we arrived, night had already fallen. Jared

wasn’t here for the view. My mind was preoccupied with a more pressing question: How were

we spoke, Jared had promised he wouldn’t force anything between

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the shower, Jared walked over, his dark hair still damp. He stood beside me, gazing out at

startled. He gestured toward a distant cluster of high–rises. “There’s a new luxury

quickening. Again with the money, Jared knew exactly how to dangle the right

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to hear and kept walking, Jared caught up, grabbing my arm. “What’s

picturing him as a stack of hundred–dollar bills to keep my temper in check. “What do you

going to Shariport tonight,” he said, right there in the

university professor. Scrolling through my memories of my previous life, I vaguely recalled my

then, Jared had gone alone. Of course, “alone” in his world had never truly meant alone. There had always been a certain companion-

color me surprised. Jared actually wanted me to go this time. Tracy

now,” I said, deliberately dismissive.

to emotionally detach–and, when possible, subtly needle him. Payback for the lifetime of

served me.

closest cousin. My parents can’t make it,

The last thing I wanted was

His voice

to be. Networking opportunities, industry elites–attending as Jared Holcomb’s wife would open doors for my

a TikTok presence for the hotel. This trip could give me content

work and pack,” I said, shaking off his grip and

the glass reflection, I saw him standing

the airport. “We didn’t tell Yvonne about Shariport, did we?” Jared

my head.

His voice softened, the same indulgent tone he always used when it came

watch the

travelers. Jared and I traveled light, breezing

sharp angles and tailored businesswear, his million–dollar watch glinting under the lights as he typed away on

inch the elite CEO.

to watch planes take off. No need to sit

girls had clustered near Jared, their cheeks pink as they nudged

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come pick up Yvonne. You just got off a flight. I appreciate you looking after her.” A pause. “Yeah, stay there. I’m

way.”