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

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

locals. Only people from that city dressed with such impeccable taste,

up with a smile as we walked

Jared a puzzled

by the waist, and introduced me, “This is my wife,

smiled at me. “Mrs. Holcomb, lovely to meet you. I’m Amy, this is

Jared a surprised look, and he gave my

hand. “Amy always admired

mode, 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

not to worry about

and I knew for a fact that when married women decided to let loose, they were even crazier

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pretty quiet by comparison. Jared discussed business

your own career? I assumed with Mr. Halcomb’s success, you’d enjoy life at hore,” Amy said with

a gentle warmth in his eyes. “Honestly, I always

to speed on Jared’s personal de “Mr. Holcomb, you and

“She’s just over she. We

hand. “Ansy and

cute and all, but we’d rather just enjoy

seen their choice as a waste given their excellence

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