Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 23

I was ready for his accusations and anger. His words didn’t upset me. I just lay there calmly, meeting his furious, bewildered

stare.

“You’ve treated me well. You were always generous, perfectly polite–a true gentleman in every way. You just… never shared your work life with me or brought me around your friends.

“You simply… stopped loving me. But that doesn’t make you any less of a good husband or father.” My voice stayed even as I held his gaze, stating facts.

Jared’s eyes turned to stone. “That’s ridiculous,” he snapped. “Why would I have married you if I didn’t love you?”

I watched the color rise in his handsome face, his anger giving way to something closer to panic and guilt.

I sighed and closed my eyes. “You did love me once. But love doesn’t come with guarantees. Yours changed, and then faded. I could feel it.”

me down with sudden force, his mouth claiming mine in a kiss that burned with anger. His usual

as he moved with rough urgency, his eyes darkening with need. Pinned beneath him, I

seeking the familiar responses that used to come so

keep

my trembling body and retreated

move, he’d let down his guard- and that first touch might have just cost him the

the truth–when I stopped caring and started focusing on myself,

that primitive need to chase what eluded

gentle with men or love. She had to

came barreling in. “Mom!” she shouted, shaking me. “Wake up. It’s playtime. No

My spoiling had made Yvonne forget all about manners–here she was, waking me at

the doorway. “Yvonne, come