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.

Plus, she takes care of the house without creating drama,

I trailed behind Jared and Yvonne

ready for them, ladling out soup she’d been simmering

as sweet to Mom as

a daughter this mean? Can

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

must’ve sounded pretty scary. Yvonne flinched and scrambled to huddle

“Victoria, what’s your deal today? Why do you keep picking on Yvonne? She’s your daughter–the

And for your info, I’m my mom’s perfect girl. But your daughter told my mom she

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

her

“I’ll take ‘em, Mom. Love

warmth

Yvonne finish

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

a little surprised but didn’t push back. “You

servant, Mom? Don’t you want to take care of

and need a break. Plus, I want to take a short trip. Staying cooped up at home’s driving

Jared frowned. “Yvonne’s in school. Where are you

nails. “Chill out. It’s not

Mom to leave. I still need her to drive me to and from school,” Yvonne whined. Just moments ago, she’d been shooting me death glares, but that

“Mom, even though you

my clever little girl, I could already see Jared in her. At her age, she’d picked up his best and