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.

her and could never say no. So he gave

and trotted

heard them head downstairs. Then I decided to stay put. They grabbed breakfast to eat in the car, and

away, thinking to myself, ‘Good. Those

detective to snap pics of

always had a few million in my bank account, but I never bought luxury items or treated myself—I just played the perfect housewife, saving every penny

to hold

of candidates before selecting two servants we liked. That

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

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Is it woven with gold?

chest tight. She’d always been such an amazing. loving mom.

you’re sweet to think of me. But I’m

energy into Jared and Yvonne. Make your marriage work. Have a healthy baby boy soon, and that’s the best gift you could

in that old–school mindset–she was totally obsessed with

medicines and seeing countless doctors, desperate to get pregnant quickly. But Jared barely paid any attention

turned to Mom, my voice

oldest son, running the company now. If he doesn’t have a son, people will talk behind his

without a son, my position in the family would be at

boy, Tracy would give him one. I was

Then I’d push for a divorce and get my share of the assets. With money, looks, and youth on my side,

want to pick a fight with Mom or upset her. So I switched gears. “Mom, you’re leaving the day after tomorrow?

leave your dad and brother alone. As long as I know you’re doing okay, I’m good.” She’d always

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

and Yvonne was nowhere