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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.

said, voice cool. “My wife is right there. She

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

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

was long 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 passion…

only to realize too late that beneath the pretty

wrong era. This Jared was calculated, controlled. No longer the type

reputation.” It made sense now. A rising entrepreneur couldn’t afford scandals. Even in our previous life, he’d

actually hired a nineteen–year–old to seduce him, just to drive a

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

snapped me back to the present. “Let me have

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

me. Ahead, a hyperactive kid shoved his parent, who stumbled

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

parent apologized profusely. I nodded stiffly and stepped forward, but Jared’s hand lingered–just a fraction too long–before falling away. When I glanced back, his jaw was tight,

didn’t bother me, just slid on his

a 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 had booked us a

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

promised he wouldn’t force anything between us. I could only hope he’d keep his

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me, gazing out at the city lights before suddenly asking,

startled. He gestured toward a distant cluster of high–rises. “There’s a new luxury development going up over there. We

hitched, my pulse quickening. Again with the money, Jared knew exactly

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walking, Jared

stared at his face, mentally picturing him as a stack of hundred–dollar bills to keep my temper

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

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

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

Jared actually wanted me to go this time. Tracy must

plate right now,” I

my new mission in this life was to emotionally detach–and, when possible, subtly needle

served me.

can’t make it, so we’re

I wanted was a long trip with

us.” His voice was

hub like Shariport was exactly where I needed to be. Networking opportunities, industry elites–attending as Jared Holcomb’s

I’d been planning to grow a TikTok presence for the hotel. This trip could give

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

him standing rigidly, frustration etched between

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

my head.

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

watch the city

Jared and I traveled light,

glinting under the lights as he

inch the elite CEO.

to watch planes take

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

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

way.”