The Housewife's Return To Her Alluring Prime - Chapter 43: Chapter 43
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I thought to myself, 'That's not enough. Maybe before long, Jared will spend hundreds of millions on a big mansion for Tracy. Right now, I'm his legal wife. Isn't it only fair and right for me to spend his money?'
I ignored her and just urged Yvonne to eat faster. After dropping Yvonne off at school, I headed straight to Harmonia Hotel. By then, both hotels had shut down and were being renovated.
Jared worried I might get the short end of the deal, so he helped me connect with the right people.
At noon, I went back to the company. My office was still right next to Jared's. As soon as I got there, I felt people giving me weird looks.
I wondered if it was me until one of my little assistants, whom I had bribed with small favors, came over and said, "Mrs. Holcomb, I heard Tracy threw up during the meeting. Mr. Holcomb personally took her to the hospital."
My expression froze. I stared at her and asked, "Is that for real?"
She looked at me with sympathy. "Of course. There were lots of people in the meeting room watching. Tracy looked pale, and Mr. Holcomb helped her into the elevator."
I thanked her and went into my office. Even though I already knew from my previous life that Tracy was pregnant, she hadn't told Jared because of work and Yvonne.
She had gone to the hospital secretly and had the procedure done. Jared was both angry and heartbroken afterward. His love for her grew even deeper. He immediately gave her a villa to make up for it so she could rest and recover.
A similar story was about to unfold. 'Is Tracy's vomiting morning sickness?' I wondered.
I leaned back in my chair. People passing my office all looked in at once. I became the target of their pity and sneers. It felt like they were all waiting for me to be declared divorced.
At noon, I left the company. Even though I didn't care about their looks, they still felt like needles poking me, making me uncomfortable.
For once, I asked Nathan out. When he answered, it was very quiet on his end, like he was in a meeting. But he sounded a little excited. "Why the sudden call?"
"Can you take me out for lunch?" I remembered he had asked before, but I always said no.
"Okay, where are you? Want me to pick you up?" Nathan's voice was warm and charming.
"No need. Just give me the address. I'll drive there." I took a deep breath to calm my restless heart.
Nathan gave me an address far out in the suburbs, about forty minutes away. "Isn't that kind of far?" he asked, waiting for my answer.
"It's fine. It's good. It's better for doing bad things," I joked.
Nathan heard the unease in my voice and whispered with concern, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Nothing. See you soon." I hung up and drove toward the restaurant. When I got there, it was almost one o'clock. Nathan was already there. He stood at the entrance, smiling as he walked toward me.
Outside the restaurant was a patch of flowers, blooming gardenias and poppies. Nathan's tall frame looked sharp among the flowers.
I got out of the car. He smiled and said, "Sorry for the drive, but this place is good."
"No problem. The scenery here is great," I said, glancing around with a smile.
"Let's go in. I ordered," Nathan said, leading me into a small private room on the second floor. Outside was a little balcony with flowers, and not far off was a field, giving it a countryside feel.
"Coffee?" Nathan offered warmly.
"Thanks." I sipped my coffee slowly, then got up and went to the balcony.
Nathan sat behind me, watching, and then softly said, "You look troubled. What's going on? Can I help?"
I looked back at him. His eyes were clear and full of concern. "You already helped. Now you're treating me to lunch," I smiled.
Nathan smiled back. "It's just a meal. No need for formalities."
I didn't say anything about my worries. Nathan didn't push. We talked more about his field. He spoke freely and with passion. When he talked about his specialty, his eyes lit up.
I remembered the future tech industry had a bright outlook. Nathan was sure to do great things. "Mr. Holcomb has invested in quite a few projects lately," Nathan said suddenly.
"I don't know much about his company," I answered. I knew Jared was a skilled investor, steady and cautious, so he rarely lost money.
"Mr. Holcomb's impressive. If you want to learn about investment management, you should ask him more," Nathan chuckled.
"Maybe later." I wasn't interested. Although Jared was a good teacher, I didn't care much. Besides, I didn't plan to make much money. When I had enough, I'd live differently. Even if it was just gardening and growing flowers, I'd be happy all year.
"Your daughter looks just like him," Nathan said out of the blue.
"Have you seen my daughter?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah, once at a dinner. I happened to notice her and took a good look. Her eyes and features are like Mr. Holcomb's, no sign of you," Nathan said, and looked at me eagerly. "If she looked more like you, she'd be prettier."
I turned away and avoided his eyes. I gave a small smile and said, "Honestly, it's OK whether she looks like me. She's part of the Holcomb family, and that's all that matters to them."
Nathan heard what I said and already guessed why I was upset. He carefully asked, "Did Mr. Holcomb do something that hurt you?"
My eyes tightened, and I shook my head. "It doesn't matter. Every family has its problems. Things like this happen, it's normal."
Nathan frowned deeply and said, "Mr. Holcomb had an affair?"
"You're a guy. You probably understand men better than I do. If I say he did, would that surprise you, or would you think it's normal?" I asked.
I needed someone to talk to about this. I thought about telling Melissa before, but she was in love, and I didn't want to break her spirit.
Nathan was someone I could open up to. He was a man, too. Nathan stared at me for a long moment, and then said, "If a man isn't married, it's normal for him to meet different women while looking for the right one.
"But if he's married, cheating isn't okay at all." His answer made me feel a little better. Still, guys can be good actors and liars. Nathan liked me secretly, so maybe he was just telling me what I wanted to hear.
"When one is married, both people are happy at first. But over time, a plain marriage can get boring. If a guy meets a companion, he might easily fall for her. That's normal," I said.
I leaned back in my chair, my voice full of insights into human nature and helplessness. "Companion?" Nathan blinked. "Could that companion be a guy?"
I ignored her and just urged Yvonne to eat faster. After dropping Yvonne off at school, I headed straight to Harmonia Hotel. By then, both hotels had shut down and were being renovated.
Jared worried I might get the short end of the deal, so he helped me connect with the right people.
At noon, I went back to the company. My office was still right next to Jared's. As soon as I got there, I felt people giving me weird looks.
I wondered if it was me until one of my little assistants, whom I had bribed with small favors, came over and said, "Mrs. Holcomb, I heard Tracy threw up during the meeting. Mr. Holcomb personally took her to the hospital."
My expression froze. I stared at her and asked, "Is that for real?"
She looked at me with sympathy. "Of course. There were lots of people in the meeting room watching. Tracy looked pale, and Mr. Holcomb helped her into the elevator."
I thanked her and went into my office. Even though I already knew from my previous life that Tracy was pregnant, she hadn't told Jared because of work and Yvonne.
She had gone to the hospital secretly and had the procedure done. Jared was both angry and heartbroken afterward. His love for her grew even deeper. He immediately gave her a villa to make up for it so she could rest and recover.
A similar story was about to unfold. 'Is Tracy's vomiting morning sickness?' I wondered.
I leaned back in my chair. People passing my office all looked in at once. I became the target of their pity and sneers. It felt like they were all waiting for me to be declared divorced.
At noon, I left the company. Even though I didn't care about their looks, they still felt like needles poking me, making me uncomfortable.
For once, I asked Nathan out. When he answered, it was very quiet on his end, like he was in a meeting. But he sounded a little excited. "Why the sudden call?"
"Can you take me out for lunch?" I remembered he had asked before, but I always said no.
"Okay, where are you? Want me to pick you up?" Nathan's voice was warm and charming.
"No need. Just give me the address. I'll drive there." I took a deep breath to calm my restless heart.
Nathan gave me an address far out in the suburbs, about forty minutes away. "Isn't that kind of far?" he asked, waiting for my answer.
"It's fine. It's good. It's better for doing bad things," I joked.
Nathan heard the unease in my voice and whispered with concern, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Nothing. See you soon." I hung up and drove toward the restaurant. When I got there, it was almost one o'clock. Nathan was already there. He stood at the entrance, smiling as he walked toward me.
Outside the restaurant was a patch of flowers, blooming gardenias and poppies. Nathan's tall frame looked sharp among the flowers.
I got out of the car. He smiled and said, "Sorry for the drive, but this place is good."
"No problem. The scenery here is great," I said, glancing around with a smile.
"Let's go in. I ordered," Nathan said, leading me into a small private room on the second floor. Outside was a little balcony with flowers, and not far off was a field, giving it a countryside feel.
"Coffee?" Nathan offered warmly.
"Thanks." I sipped my coffee slowly, then got up and went to the balcony.
Nathan sat behind me, watching, and then softly said, "You look troubled. What's going on? Can I help?"
I looked back at him. His eyes were clear and full of concern. "You already helped. Now you're treating me to lunch," I smiled.
Nathan smiled back. "It's just a meal. No need for formalities."
I didn't say anything about my worries. Nathan didn't push. We talked more about his field. He spoke freely and with passion. When he talked about his specialty, his eyes lit up.
I remembered the future tech industry had a bright outlook. Nathan was sure to do great things. "Mr. Holcomb has invested in quite a few projects lately," Nathan said suddenly.
"I don't know much about his company," I answered. I knew Jared was a skilled investor, steady and cautious, so he rarely lost money.
"Mr. Holcomb's impressive. If you want to learn about investment management, you should ask him more," Nathan chuckled.
"Maybe later." I wasn't interested. Although Jared was a good teacher, I didn't care much. Besides, I didn't plan to make much money. When I had enough, I'd live differently. Even if it was just gardening and growing flowers, I'd be happy all year.
"Your daughter looks just like him," Nathan said out of the blue.
"Have you seen my daughter?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah, once at a dinner. I happened to notice her and took a good look. Her eyes and features are like Mr. Holcomb's, no sign of you," Nathan said, and looked at me eagerly. "If she looked more like you, she'd be prettier."
I turned away and avoided his eyes. I gave a small smile and said, "Honestly, it's OK whether she looks like me. She's part of the Holcomb family, and that's all that matters to them."
Nathan heard what I said and already guessed why I was upset. He carefully asked, "Did Mr. Holcomb do something that hurt you?"
My eyes tightened, and I shook my head. "It doesn't matter. Every family has its problems. Things like this happen, it's normal."
Nathan frowned deeply and said, "Mr. Holcomb had an affair?"
"You're a guy. You probably understand men better than I do. If I say he did, would that surprise you, or would you think it's normal?" I asked.
I needed someone to talk to about this. I thought about telling Melissa before, but she was in love, and I didn't want to break her spirit.
Nathan was someone I could open up to. He was a man, too. Nathan stared at me for a long moment, and then said, "If a man isn't married, it's normal for him to meet different women while looking for the right one.
"But if he's married, cheating isn't okay at all." His answer made me feel a little better. Still, guys can be good actors and liars. Nathan liked me secretly, so maybe he was just telling me what I wanted to hear.
"When one is married, both people are happy at first. But over time, a plain marriage can get boring. If a guy meets a companion, he might easily fall for her. That's normal," I said.
I leaned back in my chair, my voice full of insights into human nature and helplessness. "Companion?" Nathan blinked. "Could that companion be a guy?"
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