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.

six in the evening. Straight from the airport, I headed to dinner. The taxi

trees, was nearly empty, except for one impossible–to–miss vehicle. Nathan’s Maybach gleamed under the soft glow of the lot lights, its

stepped out of the car–tall, lean, dressed in a crisp white long–sleeved shirt that gave him that quiet, academic aura. The kind of man who looked like he spent more time with

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

wide–eyed awe before

Nathan smiled. “Yeah.”

code for life. “If I study till my books fall

before he clapped

back to his family, still craning his neck for

flicker of shyness in his

My tone was deliberately lazy. Around him,

sing to

was the way he radiated earnestness, like a man who’d never learned to armor himself against the world. And humans, myself included, couldn’t resist testing the

booth, its warm lighting at odds with the tension coiling in the air.

don’t mind… just the two of