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

As soon as she said that, a mix of emotions washed over everyone. The smiles on our faces all turned a little bitter,

“So, it’s true then? Men really are all bad news?” one of the women said.

“It’s just not fair,” another woman complained. “Men get to mess around all they want, but women have to play by the rules. And when a marriage falls apart, it’s always the woman’s fault. Will we women ever get a fair shake?”

It seemed like no one had a perfect answer to this major question in life.

At lunchtime, the student who was treating us looked pretty important. He grinned and said, “Actually, I’m not the one picking up the tab tonight. Turns out, someone mysterious is treating us.”

“He’s the major shareholder of this Manor Hotel. Most of you probably don’t know him, but just call him Mr. Jennings, that’ll do,” he added.

I was chatting with someone when I heard the name Jennings. My mind just short–circuited for a moment.

Premium wine was brought into the restaurant, its aroma filling the air. Everyone toasted and savored their drinks.

As the lunch dishes were being served, a tall figure stepped inside.

I already knew who it was without even looking.

“Mr. Jennings, it’s an honor to be invited by you,” the middle–aged student who’d handled the arrangements said, stepping forward with excitement to shake Edward’s hand.

It hit me then–Edward was the one who’d invited all of us here today.

After the greetings, Edward took a seat and started talking about how things run at the Manor Hotel. A few of the hotel’s senior managers were there with him.

English was so smooth, totally native–level. His deep, magnetic voice was like some kind of invisible charm–every word he

am I getting distracted?‘ I wondered, catching myself zoning

even glanced my way since he walked in. He was

everyone just figured he was here to get to know the hotel management crowd, make things easier for his business

with chatter, and after two glasses of wine,

was a gorgeous garden and vineyard behind the Manor

wandered over to

guests with their kids, snapping photos for their socials

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all kinds of faces and skin tones, mingled

I couldn’t

people in the world, love still

take five hundred years of fate just to end up together on the same

just to cross paths, does it take ten thousand years to end up as husband and

place, and honestly, I was being way too

that’s just how it is–even if you claim you’re done with love and feelings, there’s always that

little stone fish fountain, its mouth

and kind

took out my phone

“Sorry, I should’ve given you a