Housewife Gone Wild

Jared opened his

s deep eyes just a little, studying me intently, like he was trying to figure out whos i really was all over again.

“Victoria, do you think I’m a player?” Jared sounded a little pissed by my words, his voile low and serious. “You know me that’s not who dri want meaningless llings, and I definitely don’t want complications

“want a woman who understands me, someone to build a lie with. Why would I need a crowd?”

I couldn’t help but smirk at his excuses. “Oh, right. You’re not that young anymore. Heard once men hit twenty five, it’s downhill. Can’t beep up thate days, huh?”

“Victoria,” Jared’s handsome face flushed bright red, “Who says I’m not up to it?”

Traised an eyebrow. “Sorry, sore subject? But according to what you said, Tracy counts, right?”

“Let’s not talk about her anymore. She’s overseas now,” Jared said, sounding Irritated..

“Alright, let’s talk about ourselves. Getting divorced is good for you. Maybe your next wife will give you another kid,” I said. I remembered his old lide disappointment at only having Wonne.

I’m not living just for kids,” Jared said, frowning Yvonne is my daughter. We’re blood–related. She is my next generation. That’s enough. Victoria. if you don’t want more children, we won’t. Yvonne can be our heiress. Alright?”

I almost wavered, then steadied myself, “No. Maybe you don’t want more kids, but I do. Just not with you.”

The words hit Jared hard. His breathing sharpened, anger palpable. “Victoria, are you trying to drive me mad?” He grabbed his suit jacket and stormed rut

Watching him lose composure gave me a twisted satisfaction. Jared really could get mad. He wasn’t always the ice–cold type alter all.

I’d pushed his buttons again. Maybe the divorce was finally within reach. But the next day at noon, Jared asked me out to lunch, saying he had someo

wanted me to

When I arrived, I saw a stylish, elegant couple at the table,

them as Shaville locals. Only people from

The woman immediately stood up with a smile as we

gave Jared a puzzled

close by the waist, and introduced

I’m Amy, this is my husband, Clint. I join the company tomorrow.

a surprised look, and he gave my waist

hand. “Amy always admired your company culture.

Sipping water, I understood Jared’s play. He

super clear she was happily married and totally off limits. Basically, he was bell

not to worry about

too, and I knew for a fact that when married women decided to let loose, they were

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chatty, while Clint seemed pretty quiet by comparison. Jared discussed

career? I assumed with Mr. Halcomb’s success, you’d enjoy life at hore,” Amy said with is bright

his eyes. “Honestly, I always pictured her home with

speed on Jared’s personal de “Mr. Holcomb, you and Mrs. Holcomb lock younger. than we do. How

she. We got married

reached over and squeezed Any’s hand. “Ansy and are

kids are cute and all, but

I’d have seen their choice as

up in all that macho nonsense. He was warm, classy, and sharp as a tack. Like he always said, he cared more about quality than quantity