After being reborn I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

“Victoria, that’s enough,” Jared finally roared, spinning around to selge my tm and yank me toward him. “Are you sure about this? Do you truly want bui divorce?”

I pulled the mask off img face and looked straight at him. “We’re past the point of no return, aren’t we?”

saw pain flicker in Jared’s eyes, which surprised me. He hardly ever looked like that. To me, he had always been calm and collected, I had never seen this blend of anger and hurt, not even before.

It. He told me I could ask for anything, but we were still getting divorced. And even if we

Even when we talked about divorce before, he was cool about it.

didn’t, he would still be with Tracy.

Seeing him look so heartbroken, I didn’t know what to say.

I didn’t like the way he was gripping me. It hurt, so I pushed him off right away.

He stumbled back a few steps, staring at me in shock.

I had no idea what was going through his mind. To me, divorce wasn’t a big deal. However, if brought it up while he was this mad, I probably wouldn’t walk away with much money.

That didn’t matter. More than money, I needed a quiet life. In my previous life, I was stuck in so much pain that life felt pointless. I would be happy to get

a diverco.

I said, “Jared, don’t look at me like that. If you can find someone who’s a better mother for Wonne, then congratulations

I felt sure of myself, but the tears wouldn’t stop. I guess I was only pretending to be tough. Deep down, I was still fragile.

Jared stared at me blankly, kind of dazed.

We had laid everything bare. Our marriage had reached its end, with no path back.

Jared said nothing more, only turned and walked out, his steps stiff and heavy.

Trested my forehead in my hand, my mind a total blank I was never good at pretending, I couldn’t fake warmth for him. Maybe he already saw through

1. me.

Maybe by tomorrow morning, there would be divorce papers on my nightstand, waiting for my signature. Just like in my previous life, Jared would give me no more than three days to decide.

For no clear reason, an irritation began to stir inside me.

barely slept the entire night. The next morning, I listened to the footsteps outside, picturing Jared sitting in his room, smoking all night and finishing up the divorce agreement.

I thought he would come in, fling open my door, and toss the divorce papers onto my bed.

The footsteps faded, and I caught the faint sound of Yvonne crying. She seemed to be looking for me, but I pretended not to hear.

Jared talked to her in a calm tone, and before long Wonne went downstairs with him. The corridor went completely quiet.

I changed my clothes but didn’t rush to go down. Standing by the floor–to–ceiling window, I caught sight of Jared in a black T–shirt, getting into a car to drive Yvonne to school.

When I finally made it downstairs, Wendy greeted me with a warm smile and brought me breakfast.

She said, “Mrs. Holcomb, you’re really lucky. In all my years as a housekeeper, I’ve never seen a man like Mc. Holcomb. He eats breakfast with the child

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every single day.”

I froze for a second. I didn’t think Wendy would still see Jared as a good man.

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