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

Chapter 144

Men were baffling creatures. Even after years together, I still couldn’t fully decipher Jared. What was the point of this sudden poetic introspection?

Sweet talk had never been his style–hell, he wasn’t even good at it. The Jared I knew was unshakably composed, a man who strategized his way out of every problem with cold precision.

A mind that sharp, paired with emotions? Dangerous. It made him twice as lethal, twice as magnetic. What woman could resist that kind of

duality?

“You’ve been awfully smooth lately, Jared,” I said, clasping my hands behind my back with an innocent tilt of my head. “Who’s been coaching

you?”

His expression flickered–just for a second–before freezing over. The moment his sincerity was questioned, its value crumbled.

he gritted out, taking another irritated drag. “What are you implying

at all. But you’re awfully

cigarette violently and turned away. “Let’s go. It’s

look me in the eye. Good. Jared’s fickleness was nothing new. He’d always wanted his cake and someone else’s, too.

difference now? I’d finally adopted

how perspective changes everything. Once your standards rise, even the most expertly crafted lies lose

the late–night drive. Exhausted, I leaned back and closed my eyes, drifting into

to find myself pressed against Jared, his scent still tinged with the faint, smoky bitterness of his earlier

be affectionate–now, when I no longer love

from the shower, wearing nothing but his dress shirt, slipping into his study with deliberate allure. His response?

pulled away. Jared, who’d also been resting his eyes, frowned as his arms emptied. He cracked one lid open, studying me

He said nothing, just closed