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

Chapter 145

He was insatiable. An hour later, when he finally let me collapse onto the pillows, I was half–delirious with exhaustion. Just as sleep dragged me under, his voice rumbled against my ear. “Victoria… was I good?”

I almost laughed. Men and their fragile egos, always hung up on those few inches of pride. Still, the suite was spectacular. I mumbled into the sheets, “I guess you were alright.“.

Jared went rigid. In one swift motion, he flipped me onto my back, eyes blazing. “Guess‘? Just ‘alright‘?”

Too tired to fight, I groaned. “Fine. You were amazing. The best. Happy?”

His scowl deepened, probably because of the grudging “fine.”

The night passed, and morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, stinging my eyes. I checked the time. It was 10 a.m.

Jared was in the living room, taking one call after another. His face had gradually shifted into that polished, businesslike demeanor he wore so well. He turned to me and seized a pause between calls to say, “Get dressed. We should head out soon.”

I had brought an elegant, floor–length gown–soft pink, adorned with delicate hand–embroidered birds and flowers. The craftsmanship was

been steep. I’d

on a pair of simple pearl drop earrings. The overall effect was understated, a far cry from the

my wealth like armor, dripping in jewelry, convinced that anything less than six figures‘ worth of accessories would make people look down

If anyone dared underestimate me, I’d dismiss them just as easily.

In my previous life, he had been my sky, my god, my light. Now? Just a

stars.

in his hand. “Where are all

my minimalist outfit, assuming I’d left behind the trappings of status in my

“Those are just material things. Why would I need them when I have

a second, Jared froze. Then his lips curved, and he pinched my cheek playfully. “Since when did

“What can I say? A woman who doesn’t sweet–talk is

it’s strange. I used to complain that you were too bland. Now, I’m almost afraid of how effortlessly charming you’ve

his tie, my fingers brushing the crisp fabric of his shirt. “Relax, husband. Your wife is going to make you proud.” I flashed him a teasing smile. “So

“Throwing you into the business