Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 6

Jared came in while I was showering. By the time I stepped out in my pajamas, he was already sitting on his side of the bed in his pajamas, flipping through a book. The soft rustle of pages was the only sound breaking the silence.

I sat down at the vanity and began my skincare routine, taking my time. I glanced over the desk, mentally noting what I needed to pick up the next day.

After about ten minutes, Jared called from the bed, “You ready?”

I finished slathering on moisturizer, then walked over and climbed into bed.

Jared set his book aside, turned off the overhead light, and left on the little lamp by the bed. The soft, dim light created an intimate, almost sensual atmosphere.

One of his hands reached over, resting on my chest. Then, in his usual polite, graceful way, he asked, “This okay?”

I’d been waiting for this. I met his gaze, my expression serious. “I’m beat today. Maybe next time.”

His hand froze. After what felt like forever, he pulled it back. “Sure.”

Funny enough, despite the tension, I fell asleep quickly. No crazy, jumbled thoughts—just a deep, solid sleep. My alarm woke me up the next morning.

Jared was already gone. I shook off the sleepiness, got dressed, and headed out. Right by the door, I heard Yvonne whining, “Dad, drive me to school. I don’t want her to take me. I’m still mad at her.”

Jared sighed, “Yvonne, she’s your mom.”

“But she hit me! What kind of mom does that to her kid?” Yvonne shot back, sharp as ever.

“She did it to teach you a lesson,” Jared said. “She didn’t mean it. It hurt her, too.”

“Hmph, I don’t care. You have to drive me, Dad,” Yvonne insisted, digging her heels in.

had always been a pushover with her and could never say no. So he gave

trotted after him down

decided to stay put. They grabbed breakfast to eat in the car, and only then

watched their car drive away, thinking to myself, ‘Good. Those two

to do today: hire two solid servants to handle the house, and find a detective to snap pics of Jared and Tracy cheating–I needed

never cared much about money. I always had a few million in my bank account, but I never bought luxury items or treated

hold

rounds of candidates before selecting two servants we liked. That

home, she wouldn’t let up. “Victoria, Jared’s money isn’t free. How could you

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it woven with

it. Consider it as my precious love for you,” I said softly, my chest tight. She’d always been such an amazing. loving mom. In my first life, she hadn’t lived much longer. Now, I wanted

“I know you’ve got money, and you’re sweet

your marriage work. Have a healthy baby boy soon, and that’s

mindset–she was totally obsessed with having

quickly. But Jared barely paid

for him. I turned to Mom, my voice

course you can. You’re both young. Jared’s the oldest son, running the company now. If he doesn’t have

was totally stressed, worried that without a son, my position in the

Jared wanted a boy, Tracy would give

my share of the assets. With money, looks, and youth

pick a fight with Mom or upset her. So I switched gears. “Mom, you’re leaving

“I can’t leave your dad and brother alone. As long as I know

her mind was made up, so I didn’t push to make her stay. But when she left, I

Jared hadn’t been home, and Yvonne was nowhere to be found–no calls,