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

Jared opened his

s deep eyes just a little, studying me intently, like he was trying to figure out whos i really was all over again.

“Victoria, do you think I’m a player?” Jared sounded a little pissed by my words, his voile low and serious. “You know me that’s not who dri want meaningless llings, and I definitely don’t want complications

“want a woman who understands me, someone to build a lie with. Why would I need a crowd?”

I couldn’t help but smirk at his excuses. “Oh, right. You’re not that young anymore. Heard once men hit twenty five, it’s downhill. Can’t beep up thate days, huh?”

“Victoria,” Jared’s handsome face flushed bright red, “Who says I’m not up to it?”

Traised an eyebrow. “Sorry, sore subject? But according to what you said, Tracy counts, right?”

“Let’s not talk about her anymore. She’s overseas now,” Jared said, sounding Irritated..

“Alright, let’s talk about ourselves. Getting divorced is good for you. Maybe your next wife will give you another kid,” I said. I remembered his old lide disappointment at only having Wonne.

I’m not living just for kids,” Jared said, frowning Yvonne is my daughter. We’re blood–related. She is my next generation. That’s enough. Victoria. if you don’t want more children, we won’t. Yvonne can be our heiress. Alright?”

I almost wavered, then steadied myself, “No. Maybe you don’t want more kids, but I do. Just not with you.”

The words hit Jared hard. His breathing sharpened, anger palpable. “Victoria, are you trying to drive me mad?” He grabbed his suit jacket and stormed rut

Watching him lose composure gave me a twisted satisfaction. Jared really could get mad. He wasn’t always the ice–cold type alter all.

I’d pushed his buttons again. Maybe the divorce was finally within reach. But the next day at noon, Jared asked me out to lunch, saying he had someo

wanted me to

probably someone connected to the hotel. When I arrived, I saw a stylish, elegant couple at the table,

them as Shaville locals. Only people from that city dressed with such

Holcomb. The woman immediately stood up with a smile as we walked

Jared a

reached out, pulled me close by the waist, and

poised woman smiled at me. “Mrs. Holcomb, lovely to meet you. I’m Amy, this is my husband, Clint. I join the company tomorrow. Looking forward

surprised look, and he gave my waist &

admired your company culture.

Sipping water, I understood Jared’s play.

she was happily married and totally off limits. Basically, he was bell office drama

not to worry about

that when married women decided to

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Chapter 187

Clint seemed pretty quiet by comparison. Jared discussed business

assumed with Mr. Halcomb’s success, you’d enjoy life at hore,” Amy

with a gentle warmth in his eyes. “Honestly, I always pictured her home with our

personal de “Mr. Holcomb, you and Mrs. Holcomb lock younger. than we do. How old

just over she. We

Any’s hand. “Ansy and are planning to

all,

seen their choice as a

respectfully. He wasn’t caught up in all that macho nonsense. He was warm, classy, and sharp as a tack.