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

Chapter 217

Amy looked up with a strange expression. Everyone at the table shot me and Jared these knowing looks, like they all knew exactly who left that mark on

him.

Right, it was me. I wanted to make him bleed, but my teeth just weren’t sharp enough.

Jared was grinning at me with everyone making a fuss, soaking up all the teasing like he was loving every second of it. But honestly, I thought he was seriously out of his mind.

Back when I used to show up at his office, he’d just have his assistant brush me off, and any food I brought, he’d just pass it off to whoever was around, like he was doing them a favor.

He used to act like I didn’t even exist, and now he was putting on this act like he was deeply in love with me. He’d got to have some kind of personality disorder or something.

I didn’t want to talk about our private life in front of all these people, so I just kept my head down and scrolled through my phone.

The news about Jared and me getting a divorce had only spread within our families so far. No one else knew.

Besides, at the office, people all gossiped that I’d only come back to work to be worthy of Jared, that I was doing it all for love, and honestly, they said it was just sad.

People said I was working

times already, and honestly, I couldn’t care less about

plenty of food and drinks. Everyone was enjoying

through dinner, I pretended I needed the restroom and stepped out into the hallway to get some air. The smell of alcohol inside was

uncomfortable.

with a bunch

there watching, and a bunch of kids came over to check them out, too. Seeing a few moms come over with bowls and

my job. She was such a picky eater. Before she turned five, she wouldn’t go near anything spicy. I busted my chops in the kitchen just to get her to eat a little

got hooked on spicy food, and I knew it was Tracy who got her into it. I was lost in

kid darted past me, and I instinctively stepped back to get out of the way, only to find myself crashing right into

waist and caught hold of my wrist with the other,

soft and warm from the drinks, and he murmured,

lost in thought, staring at

pried his hands off and turned on my heel, heading straight back to the private

way in the hallway. He looked at me under

out a laugh. “Maybe

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