Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 131

Jared got sentimental, which was so unlike him that it threw me off balance.

I stared, my usual quick–witted deflections failing me. Of all the things I’d prepared for, him asking if I still cared wasn’t one of them. I’d assumed indifference was our unspoken agreement.

“Seriously? You’re overcomplicating things,” I said, forcing a smirk.

A flicker of annoyance crossed his face. “You’ve been different since you said you were going back to work.”

“Different how? I’m the same person.” I tilted my head, playing dumb.

“I can’t pinpoint it, but you’re not the same.” Jared was a master at keeping people at arm’s length, but he had a razor–sharp intuition. Apparently, he’d picked up on the fact that I’d stopped loving him.

“You’re imagining things. I’ve just been busy, that’s all.” I threw his old excuse back at him, my voice flat.

He looked even more upset. He pressed his lips into a thin line and said nothing.

wanted to rewrite the rules? If love was optional, he sure

smoothly down the boulevard, and after

you sorry

fell silent again, his eyes fixed on the road as if his

“I read something interesting the other day. It said there are only two things

at him like he’d just sprouted horns. Jared? Giving a TED Talk

passenger window, his voice dropping. “One: find the right

you go home and wrap your arms around the one you love. Purpose and belonging–you need both. One’s your

Jared I knew. When had he

stopped, he was probably busy throwing Tracy the blowout wedding she’d always wanted. Yvonne would’ve been in the front row,

perfect takeoff. Thinking about it sent an

mushy epiphany Jared was having about “go home and wrap your arms around the one you love,” it had to be a glitch in his

my silence and angled toward me. “What do you think?” His

1/2

my smile curl, slow

rot. Doesn’t matter