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

Edward seemed to have a hunch about who was calling, his brows furrowing with annoyance.

“Go ahead and answer it,” Edward said, as if he were granting me permission.

Being the rebellious type, I not only answered the call but also put it on speakerphone.

When Edward heard Ryan’s gentle voice, his face froze, looking even more sour.

“Vic, when are you coming over? Lunch is almost ready,” Ryan said, his voice gentle with a hint of affection.

Love hung in the air, heady and intoxicating like a shot of whiskey.

I replied softly, “Yeah, I’m almost there.”

“Vic, we didn’t use any protection last night. Did you take the pill?” Ryan suddenly blurted out, dropping a bomb right in the

middle of the conversation.

My head was spinning, and I instantly glanced at Edward–his face looked even more sour, the veins on the back of his hand standing out.

For some reason, I felt so embarrassed. I cleared my throat and said, “Yeah, I did. You really have to be careful with these things.”

“Did you… did you not agree with what I said before?” Ryan’s voice dropped, sounding a bit helpless.

“You can’t just have kids willy–nilly,” I replied right away. “Besides, I’m not planning on having kids.”

Ryan seemed to pause for a moment before saying, with a hint of indulgence, “Alright, I’ll listen to you. We can talk about kids

later.”

I bring anything when I come over?” I always felt it was a

box of baby blockers? You know my size,” Ryan said, sounding a little bashful

my phone, switched off speaker, and pressed it to my ear.

we meet.” I was so mortified my toes were literally curling.

bring this up, I’d have never put him on speaker. Seriously, kill me

up, I made sure I’d actually ended the call, then tossed

up,

stormy. “Putting the call on speaker are

just wanted to wrap you up in

Edward stood up and closed the distance between us, step

feet were stuck to the floor. He towered over

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not the moral type. Don’t

stammering, “Alright, got it. I won’t dare

into me like he might devour me whole. I couldn’t help

terrified he’d snap and pin me to the couch, so I quickly blurted

staring at me, his eyes cold and

I hurried over, flung open

car, it hit

the private room, so really, picking up the tab

act like you’ve got standards, people can’t help but respect

of the car and dashed back to the

pot of coffee cost me a small fortune. The staff claimed it was Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee,

a rip–off! They’re on my blacklist