Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 770

Jane had been wanting to talk to me alone for a while now, but I still had no clue what she actually wanted.

I shot back a quick reply: [Just text me whatever you want to say–no need to meet in person. If you have issues, just talk to Edward about it.]

any

Right now, I was just Edward’s girlfriend, and Jane was already acting like she’s above me. ‘If I actually marry Edward, is she going to keep lording her ex–wife status over me and try to boss me around?‘ I thought.

It took Jane a while to reply, but when she finally did, her message said: [So you’re Edward’s type after all–the quiet, gentle kind who never fights for anything, just like his mother.]

I was genuinely surprised when I read that.

Jane had mentioned Edward’s mother, Vivian Sterling. Clearly, she saw me as the same kind of woman as her.

‘What’s she really getting at with these words?‘ I wondered.

Victoria shot back, “Well, I’ll just take that as a compliment. Thanks.” She didn’t bother to argue–no point getting worked up over Jane’s words.

Jane didn’t text back after that. Around three in the afternoon, Edward showed up with Nora by his side.

Nora was already about five foot two, with a slender build and an adorable, pretty face. She resembled Edward quite a bit, but her features were even more refined and graceful.

Aunt Victoria,” Nora greeted me as she walked

we met in the hospital, there was still a lot of emotion in Nora’s eyes

shouldn’t have said those things to upset you,” Nora

smiled. “It’s fine, it’s all in the

wonder if it was just my imagination, but it seemed like Nora was starting to get a little

chill between Nora and me, he grinned and said, “How about we all grab

that,” Nora said, smiling and nodding

nodded too. “Sounds good to

along, Edward was clearly the happiest one in the room. He watched me with a bright, relieved look, and the tension he’d been

Nora was full of the curiosity you’d expect from a girl her

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I head back to Aurelia, she could meet

over to affectionately ruffle Nora’s hair or pile more food onto her plate. Nora was sweet and thoughtful, never crossing

with their father–daughter banter the whole time, but out of

a stepmom really

twenty years in her previous life, faking all that gentle care just to be a good stepmom to Yvonne, I

to take care of, so she hopped in a

I waited for our ride in a café just downstairs from