Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 146

Jared finally released me, his expression smoothing back into its usual controlled mask. “Let’s go,” he said, stepping back.

I watched his retreating figure, my lips curling in cold amusement. Was he really worried about losing control over me? Pathetic.

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The party hall was opulent, filled with well–dressed guests milling about. Jared’s cousin’s family stood near the entrance, greeting arrivals.

Jared’s uncle John had moved to Shariport years ago. Though not in the business world himself, John still owned two companies, having made his fortune reselling electronics back in the day. The man had old–money savvy and the bank account to match.

When we arrived, John personally escorted us to a private dining room. Jared seemed to recognize most of the guests there, but they were strangers to me.

It was a celebration, so many had brought wives or children. As I took my seat, I discreetly studied the wealthy women around me.

Their faces were meticulously maintained, their designer outfits flawless. But their eyes betrayed a quiet dissatisfaction, a hollowness behind the polished smiles.

I saw myself in them, the version of me from my previous life, drowning in loneliness beneath a glittering facade.

carried traces of that darkness. But I refused to be

new.

flowed and conversation buzzed, I realized just how influential the guests were. But I also noticed one

nearly laughed. Of course he didn’t want me building my

Hotel was just a hobby, something to keep me occupied but never powerful enough to rival him. I’d

Some men’s gazes lingered a

radiant, well–nourished glow that comes from within,

their attention had nothing to do with Jared’s status. It was the flush in my cheeks from proper self–care, the effortless confidence of

third round of toasts, Jared was pleasantly drunk. I sipped my Bordeaux, hyperaware of the heat

his eyes. My stomach twisted. What

just male ego running wild. I avoided his gaze and stood abruptly.

suddenly felt suffocating. Instead of heading to the ladies‘ room, I slipped through a side exit into a hushed corridor connecting to the adjacent five–star

decided to take the scenic route back, anything to delay returning to that den of intoxicated

sound came from behind a potted fern. A hunched figure in a white tee clutched the planter, platinum

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