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

Chapter 661

Chapter 661

Edward’s mom picked the perfect time to call. ‘Did the housekeeper really spill the beans about Edward bringing me home?‘ I couldn’t help but wonder.

Just thinking about it made my nerves start to fray.

Edward shot me a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll talk to my mom and explain everything about you.”

“Edward…” I blurted out, my breath catching a little as I called his name.

But Edward stayed cool and steady, like a real grown–up. He just smiled, then walked off to take the call.

I leaned against a pillar, watching Edward not far away, his brow all scrunched up as he talked on the phone. I had no clue what he was saying.

My heart was pounding, like I’d been dropped right into the eye of a storm. Honestly, my confidence was shot.

Edward’s mom grew up in high society, so when it comes to picking a daughter–in–law, you know her standards are sky-

high.

Yeah, I’ve got my own business and a bit of cash now, but compared to Edward, it’s like night and day.

Wait a second…

What am I even doing?‘ I scolded myself.

‘Am I seriously freaking out over the difference in status between me and Edward?‘ I couldn’t believe I was going there.

thinking about this? Even if he wants to marry me, he still has to see if I’m willing to say

eyes at myself.

was just giving myself a headache for

and headed back to the table, joining

my shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world. He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear as he murmured, “Let’s step

gesture of his–I couldn’t help but let my imagination run

the quiet veranda, where he was waiting for me, a playful

you worried?” Edward asked, a teasing glint in his

tease

soft snort, “Worried

on Edward’s face disappeared in a flash. He stepped in closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky murmur. “Really not

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worrying actually helped, I’d have taken over the

couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to pinch my cheek. “You really don’t sweat the small stuff,

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your mom said, just make sure she knows we’re not really a couple. I don’t want her to misunderstand or get anxious,” I said,

a beat, he said, his voice low,

second. “That wasn’t what I was

phone and showed me a candid photo he’d snapped of me–then sent it straight to his mom. Her reply popped up right away: “Such a gentle beauty.

breath caught, and I stared at him, wide–eyed. “How could

just wanted her to meet you a little sooner. You and my mom have the same kind of spirit–graceful, calm, and with a

and suddenly something clicked

to be missing that motherly affection, and he definitely had