Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

George took a sip of coffee. “Ms. Murphy has had a child and reached a certain age. Maturity was inevitable,” he said.

I glanced at George. He wasn’t wrong, but it was interesting he’d addressed me as “Ms. Murphy” rather than the casual “Victoria.”

Jared let out a tired sigh. “She was so easy when she was little. Now she’s a teenager who talks back constantly, and I don’t know how to deal with her anymore.”

Sandra smiled knowingly. “No one understands parenting like Victoria. She put her whole life on hold for six years to raise Yvonne–that kind of devotion shows.”

I smiled bitterly to myself. Morality wasn’t taught–it was something people were born with or without, plain as that.

Lunch was served amid pleasant conversation. Jared made a show of putting food on my plate–those carefully calculated husband gestures he’d mastered.

Sandra watched with undisguised envy while Wendell shoveled food into his mouth, completely oblivious.

Without Tracy, without Jared’s betrayal, I might have called this a happy marriage. But that illusion had shattered long ago.

After lunch, true to his word, Jared transferred the money. When he asked if I was going to the office that afternoon, I declined, saying I needed to visit the Harmonia Hotel site instead.

He arranged for his driver to take me while he left with George.

After six years of marriage, we’d settled into a comfortable routine–all the passion spent, our conversations as predictable as the tide.

Was this what happened to all marriages eventually? Or was ours uniquely empty?

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The Harmonia Hotel occupied two buildings in a prime location, though its aging facilities showed their years. While its reputation kept occupancy decent, the declining numbers spelled an inevitable end.

my inspection. I left with

was happily occupied with her new pony, though I’d resolved to send her back to school the next

in his usual suit, shrugging off

didn’t look up from the hotel documents spread across my lap until I felt his

I’d rush to greet him, taking his coat to hang up

didn’t even shift on the couch. Jared waited a beat before

Yvonne called from the stairs. Then her voice turned sulky. “Mom won’t play with me. Is she really going back to work? But you promised she’d stay home

words. When had Jared ever made

wants to,” Jared murmured. “You’re a big girl now with school

1/3

to do”

thumped down on the steps. “I want Mom home. I’m still

even fake a smile

but while I gave her my whole heart, all she wanted was to keep me prisoner in our home. Yvonne’s version of love was

self–absorbed his daughter had become–a clear parenting failure. “Your mother and

completely disregarded my words but perked up at her

is over. You’re going to school tomorrow,” Jared declared before

scowl, and when she saw the documents in

struck out, my hand connecting

screamed. “You’re not my

by the day, and it stunned me. Jared and I were both calm people–so

it clicked. Jared’s sister–my sister–in–law–had the same explosive temper. Maybe it was in

I

a split

I knew I

food,” she shot back with

at my spoiled little tyrant, I felt a pang of regret. They said too much love