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

The question caught me off guard. So, Jared did have insecurities after all. I feigned ignorance. “Better at what, exactly?”

I could practically hear him grinding his teeth. “You said before there was no comparison. Now there is.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “The fact that you’re asking already tells you the answer, doesn’t it?”

The line went quiet again. I was growing impatient. This back–and–forth wasn’t like him. He’d never been one for drawn–out emotional tug–of–war.

“If you still want me at that meeting, I’ll come. But this is the last time you put a finger in my personal business.” My voice left no room for negotiation.

He exhaled, defeat creeping into his tone. “Fine. Be here.”

+23)

On the way to the hotel, I turned Jared’s behavior over in my mind. His petty questions, his sudden insecurity… Maybe this was just his way of processing the end of our marriage.

male ego, really. For men like him, self–worth was either tied to their careers or… well, other areas of

Jared, clearly in a foul mood,

glazed over was like he’d been hollowed out. Every time his gaze fixed on some distant point, he’d push back

Shaville long–term. My role was solidified: I’d continue overseeing the

was passion. For the first time, I felt like every effort I made was building toward

around my family, I’d never felt this way. Back then, my vision had been narrow,

child.

the world as their domain, with family as just one

I gathered my soon–to–be subordinates for

10 PM. Most of us hadn’t eaten dinner yet, so we headed down to

hallway, a tall figure

a gray shirt, the top buttons undone, exuding a careless, almost reckless aura. “Congratulations,” he said, his voice dripping with Sarcasm. “On taking

smiled coolly “Mr. Holcomb, do us both a favor