Chapter 13

The scene in those photos looked warm and cozy, but to me, it was nothing short of humiliating.

I knew exactly why that woman had posted them–I’d blown off the event she organized, and now she was getting revenge by exposing my messed–up family situation and making me look like a total joke. What a low blow.

I didn’t let her get away with it. As soon as I saw those photos, I called her.

“Victoria?” she answered, sounding all smiley.

“Delete those photos from your Twitter,” I said, my voice cold.

Her smile vanished from her tone, and her voice oozed with fake innocence. “What? I was just sharing some cute pictures of the kids baking cakes together.”

“But your little feel–good moment doesn’t give you the right to mess with someone’s marriage. I know your husband does business with the Holcombs. Jared might be easy–going, but if he catches wind of these photos…” I trailed off.

But before hanging up, she snickered, “Heard Mr. Holcomb chatting about kids- sounds like he wants a son. And his assistant gets along well with your daughter. Be

a cold laugh. “If you think your marriage is too perfect, go

hung up with a

them got to have the last laugh. But me? I didn’t love Jared anymore.

did a few quick bed exercises to stay toned before

walked in. She was in her fifties, a little plump, with that obvious money vibe.

said, standing up to

glare. “What’s your problem? Yvonne says you hit her lately. And you

go around spreading rumors, getting everyone to call me out. And Sally was her

I couldn’t

a big girl. I just want her to learn to be independent. It’s not as serious as you thought.

girls are sensitive about their appearance. You

and acted so much like Jared. So,

a fight with

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