Housewife Gone Wild

Loose 578

Chapter 578

“Okay, Mom,” Yvonne answered, doing exactly as I asked.

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Turns out, without those sugar–coated lessons laced with poison from a stepmom, Yvonne’s just a really sensible kid.

Jared looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end, his voice grew serious as he said, “Mom, take Yvonne home.”

“But…” Sally was this close to blurting out her real reason.

“Let’s go,” Jared said, giving me a complicated look before turning to Nathan. “Nathan, thanks for helping Victoria and Yvonne out. Get some rest.”

Nathan gave a gentle smile. “Really, it was nothing. No need to thank me.”

Sally looked a bit reluctant, but she picked up her basket and walked out.

“Mom, Nathan, I’ll come over tomorrow morning,” Yvonne called, waving her little hand at us.

Finally, the room was quiet. Nathan let out a sigh of relief and eased himself back against the pillow, careful not to aggravate his wound. He looked at me with a helpless smile.

“Jared’s mom is really something,” Nathan said, looking straight at me. “She came in here and started playing matchmaker, even brought photos of potential girlfriends.”

I shrugged and laughed. “She’s got a lot of connections–knows plenty of rich girls. If she’s introducing you, you’re really making out pretty well.”

“Victoria, don’t you think there’s something else going on with her trying to set me up?” Nathan said, sharp as ever, already seeing through the whole act.

chuckle. “Oh? So what did you

“She wants you and Jared back together, so

way too much into this?” I shot him a playful

this kind of stuff, I’m like the most sensitive guy ever,” Nathan protested, giving me a

face looking a little washed out from the injury, he

wrong. That’s exactly what she’s thinking,” I admitted. Sally knows Jared won’t even consider dating anyone

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someone else. Once I’m off the market, Jared

on Plan A, making sure any guy interested in me gets

“speechless” written all over

elders are–they just think straightforward. Don’t take

comfort him.

comfort Nathan. He just sat there

to admit, the white in Nathan’s hair actually made him look even

and unreadable flickering in his gaze. In that instant, it was like a

immediately avoided his gaze and switched topics. “Your shirt’s still got blood on it–why don’t you put on a

Nathan said, suddenly acting all bold and not even pretending

do that anyway. I grabbed a basin, filled it with hot

around in the steaming–hot water, wrung it out, and as I unfolded

some reason, even his usually nimble fingers seemed to fumble with the third button for

do it,”

his hand fall away and just waited for

so I slipped off my coat. All I had on underneath was a fitted black turtleneck that