Housewife Gone Wild

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Edward’s expression turned grim. In the next moment, he snatched Ryan’s phone and got up, heading straight outside.

“Hey, Uncle Ryan, are you trying to embarrass me on purpose?” Ryan complained, clearly frustrated.

Edward didn’t bother sparing him any dignity and just walked out to take the call, leaving Ryan fuming.

When Ryan looked at me, there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Honestly, I really don’t want to get mixed up in their business. You just can’t force love.”

“I agree,” I said with a smile, quickly finishing what was left in my bowl and putting down

my

fork.

Ryan tried to get me to eat a bit more, but I was already full–and it was too late to eat any more anyway.

When Edward came back, he tossed the phone onto the table and said seriously, “Ryan, don’t go stirring up any more drama.”

Ryan looked genuinely puzzled. “Uncle Ryan, how is this my fault? You’re the one who gave her hope, not me.”

Edward’s face grew even darker, but he didn’t say another word.

Ryan let out a small scoff. “If you don’t even like her, then why’d you bother going to her concert tonight?”

My heart skipped a beat, and my thoughts started running wild.

‘Could it be that Edward knew Ryan was bringing me to the concert? Was he there not for Isabelle, but

for me?‘ I wondered.

Suddenly, I went stiff all over.

Edward said coolly, “It wasn’t because of her. It was because of someone else.”

“Someone else?” Ryan arched an eyebrow, thinking. “Wait, don’t tell me it’s that lead dancer. Didn’t you two have dinner together before?”

didn’t confirm or deny

Ryan,

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snapped, clearly annoyed and

on an innocent face. “I’m just worried about you, Uncle Ryan. That’s what nephews

Edward said, getting up abruptly. His mood took

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“Don’t take it to heart. That’s just how Uncle Ryan is–if he doesn’t want to talk about something, he

showing up here was just a coincidence, but when coincidences start piling up, it’s hard not to get

status, if he never made the effort to

just hoped he’d keep things rational and maintain some boundaries. If Ryan ever found out what was really going on, I might not even

a sense

back, I fell asleep leaning against Ryan. He kept adjusting my position to make sure I was

he clearly wanted to come upstairs, he just tucked a

goodbye, told him to

aimlessly

any trace of sleepiness and leaving my

messing around with feelings anymore. All I really need is a reliable companion–someone who won’t treat me

benefits at play, I’d somehow hooked the

and Ryan’s fiery passion–both were things I

Turns out,

better at

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on his wife–that’s just wrong. Me? I just go through boyfriends one after another. Guess that just

special. From now on, all I can do is be real with whoever