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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.

voice cool. “My wife is right there.

eyes snapped to me. The girls flushed and scurried away like

almost felt bad for them. They were clearly well–bred, dressed in designer labels, probably just smitten by

gone. The man who’d once spotted me in a crowd and pursued me with feverish intensity, who’d married me in a blaze of

decision he’d come to regret. Seduced by my face, only to realize too

had picked the wrong era. This Jared was calculated, controlled. No longer the type to be swayed

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

back then. I’d actually hired a nineteen–year–old to

one he’d told her to “just throw away“-I’d realized the truth: Tracy was the only woman

me back to the present. “Let me have a sip of

tipped my head back and drained the cup, then flashed

a hyperactive kid shoved his parent, who stumbled back

waist, steadying me. “You okay?”

forward, but Jared’s hand lingered–just a fraction too long–before falling away. When I glanced back, his

Jared didn’t bother

world. By the time we arrived, night had already fallen. Jared had booked us a hotel near Victoria Harbour, where the glittering skyline stretched beyond the floor–to–ceiling

a more pressing question: How were we going

wouldn’t force anything between us.

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

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

my pulse quickening. Again with the money, Jared

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not to hear and kept walking, Jared caught up, grabbing my arm.

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

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

memories of my previous life, I vaguely recalled my mother–in–law mentioning the

world had never

me to go this time. Tracy must be

I said, deliberately dismissive.

my new mission in this life was to emotionally detach–and, when possible, subtly needle him. Payback for the lifetime

served me.

parents can’t make it, so we’re representing the family. You not going

thing I wanted was a long trip with

Just us.” His

I needed to be. Networking opportunities, industry elites–attending as Jared

I’d been planning to grow a TikTok presence for the

I’ll wrap up work and pack,” I said, shaking off his grip and striding

reflection, I saw him standing rigidly, frustration etched between

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

shook my head.

upset her.” His voice softened, the same indulgent tone he always used when it came to

to watch the

with travelers. Jared and I traveled light, breezing through

all sharp angles and tailored businesswear, his million–dollar watch glinting under the

inch the elite CEO.

against the glass to watch

girls had clustered near Jared, their cheeks pink as they

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

way.”