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.

Hachester, it was past six in the evening. Straight from the airport, I headed to dinner. The taxi dropped me off at a secluded garden–style restaurant, its old–world charm accentuated

impossible–to–miss vehicle. Nathan’s Maybach gleamed under the soft glow of the lot lights,

I approached, he stepped out of the car–tall, lean, dressed in a crisp white long–sleeved shirt that gave him that quiet, academic aura.

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

wide–eyed awe before turning to Nathan. “Dude,

Nathan smiled. “Yeah.”

a cheat code for life. “If I study

he clapped the boy’s shoulder. “Absolutely. Keep

pranced back to his family, still

me, there was a flicker of shyness in his

lazy.

sing to

to armor himself against the world.

lighting at odds with the tension coiling in the air. When we sat, he slid the menu toward me, fingers

you don’t mind… just the two of us,” he murmured, eyes