Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Perfect. I needed to pick his brain about investments anyway. [Sure.]

His reply was a cheerful emoji.

The gate’s charging station was barely warm when my mother–in–law’s caller ID flashed. Yvonne’s petulant voice came through: “Mom, when are you coming home? I told Dad to tell you to buy me a present. Are you gonna get me one?”

“No.” Flat. Final.

“Don’t you love me anymore?” Her voice sharpened. “Do you even love me?”

“Love’s transactional, sweetheart. Even maternal affection has terms.” Ice crystallized in my veins.

“What did I do wrong? You’re being weird again. I don’t get it!” Classic Yvonne, playing dumb to evade accountability. She understood. She just refused to.

The call died abruptly. I didn’t redial. Some bridges deserved to burn.

the airport, I headed to dinner. The taxi dropped me off

for one impossible–to–miss vehicle. Nathan’s Maybach gleamed

shirt that gave him that quiet, academic aura. The kind of man who looked like he spent more time with

boy, maybe thirteen or fourteen, zeroed in on the Maybach like a

circling the car with wide–eyed awe before

Nathan smiled. “Yeah.”

up like he’d just unlocked a cheat code for life. “If I study

to me, amused, before he clapped the

back to his family, still craning

flicker of shyness in his eyes, but he held my stare anyway. “You

lazy. Around him, something in me shifted, an

sing to

way he radiated earnestness, like a man who’d never learned to armor himself

tension coiling in the air. When we sat, he slid the menu toward

don’t mind… just the two of us,”