Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 3

Jared seemed uncomfortable with my outfit. He probably thought my clothes were totally inappropriate–no decent woman would wear something so revealing and sexy.

“Honey, Yvonne just said she wants Tracy to be her mom. Who’s this Tracy?” I asked, feigning curiosity as I stepped up to

him.

Jared glanced down at Yvonne, his face tight. “She’s just rambling,” he told me. “Don’t take it seriously. Let’s go downstairs

and eat.”

This was unexpected. Jared was actually trying to cover things up.

I remembered how I discovered Tracy in my previous life–totally by chance when I ran into him at a private room, drinking and chatting with his friends.

I’d been excited, ready to pop in and say hi. But right outside the door, I overheard a man asking Jared when he planned to divorce me and give Tracy an official status.

Jared had said he wasn’t considering divorce because of Yvonne.

The guy pressed, “So you’re just gonna string Tracy along? C’mon, you’ve lost all love in your marriage anyway. Divorce seems like a good option.”

Jared took a drag, crushed his cigarette out, and said, “Victoria’s not my dream wife, but she’s the kid’s mom. As long as she stays in line and learns to live with Tracy, I won’t leave her.”

Back then, I just froze outside that door.

Never in a million years would I have guessed my husband could brush me off that easily–just the kid’s mom, not his wife. He was only keeping me around out of pity because I’d given him a child, not because he saw me as his wife.

out. Plus, she takes care of the house without creating drama, exactly the kind of wife my

I trailed behind Jared

was getting dinner ready for them, ladling out

was as sweet to Mom as he’d always

a daughter this mean? Can

just reached the top of the stairs. Without waiting for Mom to respond, I shot back coldly, “If people could return kids, you’d be

scary. Yvonne flinched and scrambled to

on Yvonne? She’s your daughter–the

And for your info, I’m my mom’s perfect

1/3

jumped in, smiling to smooth things over. “Jared, Victoria’s just fired up. Don’t take it

her plate away.

snagged it right up. “I’ll

my maternal warmth and just

patiently helped Yvonne

turned to him. “I’m thinking about hiring two live–in servants to help take care of Yvonne. What

push back. “You

innocent. “Aren’t you my servant,

need a break. Plus, I want to take a short trip. Staying cooped

frowned. “Yvonne’s in school. Where are

my smooth nails. “Chill

drive me to and from school,” Yvonne whined. Just moments ago, she’d been shooting me death glares, but that

even though you scolded me earlier,

my clever little girl, I could already see Jared in her. At her age, she’d picked up his best and worst–sharp, quick, knowing exactly how to read a room and play