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

Chapter 620

55 vouchers

At half past six, Nathan showed up, arms loaded with bags–he looked like he was moving in.

That’s the perk of having a big shot as a friend–even the stuff they just grab on a whim ends up being a surprise.

“Wow, Uncle Nathan, you brought so many presents!” Yvonne, that little six–year–old, always seemed to have a soft spot for Nathan.

“Happy Lantern Festival, Yvonne! Uncle Nathan brought you something too,” Nathan said, picking out two bags just for her.

“Wait, you didn’t bring me homework for winter break, did you?” Yvonne asked, showing off her gap–toothed grin.

Nathan laughed. “Nope, just a backpack and a plushie.”

Yvonne took a look inside and lit up. “Thanks, Uncle Nathan!”

I glanced at Yvonne’s backpack–yep, that was a Louis Vuitton tag—and instantly felt a headache coming on.

Nathan better not be filling this kid’s head with big dreams. She’s still so little, and already getting gifts this pricey? She’ll be a handful when she grows up.

Nathan walked over and brushed his fingers lightly across my cheek. “You’ve got some flour right here.”

I was totally dressed for a night in–snug beige sweater, blue checkered apron, and my hair just loosely tied back, messy strands framing my face.

Completely makeup–free, just bare–faced.

aren’t into this full–on housewife look, so I was low–key sabotaging myself by

look, and for a

so gentle tonight,”

I’d gone out of my way to

for a second. I remembered seeing on TikTok that after chasing all those glamorous, high–maintenance types, big shots

make

reached over and grabbed my arm. “Just

I was speechless.

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Chapter 620

offering

:

he even knew where I kept the

55 vouchers

He’d brought a bunch of gifts earlier that day, but tonight

Yvonne spotted it

the kitchen, waiting for the water to boil for coffee. He went straight

was pounding when I saw that box–no doubt

for Mom! Mom, hurry

a laugh. “Nah, I’m good. My hands are wet

glancing over at all the big bags Nathan had brought–probably stuffed

to the kitchen doorway, leaning

“Not late

here every single day, Nathan. What are you really after?” Jared asked, his smile all