Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 9

From what I knew about Jared, work consumed most of his attention, Yvonne took up half of what was left, and Tracy got the rest. To him, I was basically invisible. It was time to kick my divorce plans into overdrive.

When I got home, the servants were still up. They saw me and quickly rushed over to greet me.

The two servants, Wendy and Joyce, Wendy and Joyce, both in their early forties, were incredibly hardworking. With them around, the house stayed spotless.

“Mrs. Holcomb, I made oatmeal. Have a bowl before bed?” Wendy offered, stepping forward.

“Sure, thanks,” I said with a smile. Staying healthy was also my focus right now. I was determined to boost my energy, get in shape, and feel great from the inside out.

Wendy was an amazing cook. Her oatmeal tasted just as good as any store–bought stuff. I had some, but couldn’t finish it all.

suggested she share the rest with Joyce.

I

I doubted Jared or Yvonne would be home tonight. Tracy was really something. Not only had she stolen my husband, but she’d also had Yvonne under her control.

her like she was the root of all evil. We’d barely

be. Those toxic people and drama were like

me like a prisoner. From now on, I was going to

Yvonne return. For a moment, it seemed like someone’s footsteps had stopped right

wormed under the covers with me. “Mom, still sleeping? You have to take me to school,” Yvonne said, yanking

turned off my alarm–no wonder I was running late. “Ask

flesh and blood, so I still spoke to her kindly. But I’d withdraw my love gradually. Once she was old enough to

possibly be busy with?” Yvonne frowned. “You don’t even have a job,

long box in front of my face. “Dad got this

lid. Inside was a

him pick it out?” I asked

She’s super gorgeous and has great taste.” Jared had probably prepped her to

her a lot?” I asked, locking

get mad, okay? Tracy’s Dad’s work

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precious daughter.”