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

me

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

from that city dressed with such impeccable taste, and their accessories always looked

woman immediately stood up with a smile

gave Jared

me close by the waist, and introduced me, “This

me. “Mrs. Holcomb, lovely to meet you. I’m Amy, this is my husband, Clint.

surprised look, and he

hand. “Amy always admired your

a polite smile in place. Sipping water, I understood Jared’s play. He was reassuring

his new VP, making it super clear she was happily married and totally off limits. Basically, he was bell office drama or sketchy stuff

not to worry about

knew for a fact that when married women

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pretty quiet by comparison. Jared discussed business briefly,

Holcomb, you actually have your own career? I assumed with Mr. Halcomb’s success, you’d

gentle warmth in his eyes. “Honestly, I always pictured her

a kid?” Amy looked genuinely surprised, clearly not up to speed on Jared’s personal de “Mr. Holcomb, you and

over she. We got

squeezed Any’s hand.

all, but

old life, I’d have seen their choice as a waste given their excellence

macho nonsense. He was warm, classy, and sharp as a tack. Like he always said, he cared