The Housewife's Return To Her Alluring Prime - Chapter 47: Chapter 47
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Nathan seemed like he was holding back, trying to keep his feelings in check. It was clear he wanted to make a move.
I wasn't dumb. He never hid that he liked me. He probably thought this was a good chance, but since I was married, he didn't want to make things awkward for me. And he didn't want to lose his gentleman's reputation.
I waited for two seconds and saw that the elevator was almost there. Turns out, he was even more shy than I was. My mind was flooded with sad memories from my previous life. I knew I was about to mess up tonight.
Nathan was like a loyal, well-behaved dog waiting for me to kiss him. I couldn't let my dog feel disappointed or sad.
Just as I was about to lean in, the elevator dinged and stopped. The doors opened, and a man carrying a child stepped out.
I quickly pushed Nathan aside and moved to the other side. Nathan steadied himself with his hand. The elevator light hit his face, and I saw the hurt and disappointment there.
"Sorry, are you okay?" I panicked earlier because I didn't expect anyone in the elevator, so I pushed him away.
"I'm not okay." Nathan looked hurt. His handsome face was flushed. He closed his eyes and leaned against the elevator wall. "Sorry," he said.
"You didn't do anything wrong," I said with a fake smile.
The elevator was quiet. I thought that was the end of it, but then six or seven people rushed in on the 13th floor. I froze at first. Then a big hand grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of Nathan.
"Move closer," someone said outside.
Everyone stepped back, and I ended up standing close to Nathan. The smell of his Dylan Blue cologne was stronger. Maybe because I was dressed a little more flirty, two men who got on purposely squeezed toward me.
Luckily, Nathan turned and blocked me in the corner of the elevator, keeping anyone from pressing against me. Instead, he was almost pressing against me.
Standing that close, I noticed he was tall, at least 6'2". Jared was tall, too, but only 6 feet. The elevator went down. I felt the man above me breathing heavier. I felt embarrassed. I blinked slowly and put my hands between us by instinct.
It took a few seconds to get to the first floor. Once everyone left, the elevator was empty. "Let's go." I gently nudged Nathan. He snapped out of it, hid the longing look in his eyes, and stepped aside so I could get out first.
Once outside, I said quickly, "I'm leaving. See you." The night air was thick and warm. Summer was on its way. That meant Yvonne's summer break was coming too.
In past years, Jared would arrange for someone to take us on trips abroad. Sometimes we stayed inside the country. Either way, Jared never neglected his daughter. I was always on standby as the nanny, packing and getting everything ready.
This summer, I decided to let Jared take the kids. He could take Yvonne wherever he wanted. I wasn't going to go anymore.
Maybe if I didn't go, they would have more fun. Tracy would be with them all the time. She could charm Yvonne during the day and keep Jared happy at night.
Today was Tracy's birthday. I figured they'd stay out late. When I got home, Jared's car was parked at the garden gate. He was back.
It was only about 9:30 PM. Maybe Jared had the driver bring Yvonne home early. He still needed to spend some romantic time with Tracy tonight.
"Dad, are you feeling better? Want some more hot water?" I heard Yvonne's voice as I reached the living room door.
When I walked in, Jared and Yvonne were sitting on the couch, looking at me. "Mom, where have you been? You're back so late. Dad drank a lot and got drunk."
Yvonne was a kid. She didn't understand that Jared got drunk on his own, not because others pushed him to. He was happy inside, so he drank more.
"Is that so? Then don't bother him. Let him sleep." I changed my shoes and went upstairs.
"Mom, aren't you going to check on Dad?" Yvonne shouted from the stairs.
"I'm tired. I'll take a shower first." I wasn't in the mood. If he got drunk because of his lover, Tracy would be the one to care for him. I, the wife, knew my limits.
After my shower, I helped Yvonne take a bath upstairs. She told me about the birthday party, but she was smart enough not to mention anything about Tracy and Jared.
"Mom, I'm tired. You go take care of Dad." Yvonne had a regular sleep schedule. After 10 PM, she usually fell asleep. She climbed into bed on her own.
I didn't go downstairs. I went to the bedroom. I still had some payroll stuff I hadn't figured out. I needed to look up some info on the computer.
As I sat there, the door suddenly opened. Jared stood in the doorway, his face flushed, watching me. "Victoria, are you still mad?" Jared's voice sounded angry.
I calmly looked at him. "I'm working. I don't have time to be mad."
"I just gave Tracy a birthday party. Do you have to be so petty? She's the company's vice president. She needs my approval as her boss."
"Then go ahead. You've got long legs. I'm not holding you back." I cut him off. My face turned cold.
Jared's eyes widened. He stepped over and snatched the files from my hands. The first thing he did was tear them into pieces and toss them into the air. The papers fell like snow all over me.
"Victoria, I married you so you'd take care of this family. Not so you could cause trouble and act like a jealous woman." Jared was probably drunk. His temper was worse than usual. His face went pale, and his eyes burned with anger.
I gave a faint, cold laugh. "Jared, how about we sign another agreement?"
Jared froze and stared at me. I stood up and put my fingers on the table. My eyes were calm but firm as I looked at him. "From now on, we don't interfere with each other.
"I'll let you mess around outside, and you won't stop me from making male friends. We'll live peacefully, each doing our own thing. I won't ask you to come home early, and you don't need to ask where I go."
"Victoria, are you crazy?" Jared looked shocked and ashamed. "Have you thought about how much you've done for this family? And how much I have?
"Every year, I invest a lot in this family and you. The clothes, jewelry, and bags in your closet? I bought every one of them. And now you want fairness from me? Huh?"
I wasn't dumb. He never hid that he liked me. He probably thought this was a good chance, but since I was married, he didn't want to make things awkward for me. And he didn't want to lose his gentleman's reputation.
I waited for two seconds and saw that the elevator was almost there. Turns out, he was even more shy than I was. My mind was flooded with sad memories from my previous life. I knew I was about to mess up tonight.
Nathan was like a loyal, well-behaved dog waiting for me to kiss him. I couldn't let my dog feel disappointed or sad.
Just as I was about to lean in, the elevator dinged and stopped. The doors opened, and a man carrying a child stepped out.
I quickly pushed Nathan aside and moved to the other side. Nathan steadied himself with his hand. The elevator light hit his face, and I saw the hurt and disappointment there.
"Sorry, are you okay?" I panicked earlier because I didn't expect anyone in the elevator, so I pushed him away.
"I'm not okay." Nathan looked hurt. His handsome face was flushed. He closed his eyes and leaned against the elevator wall. "Sorry," he said.
"You didn't do anything wrong," I said with a fake smile.
The elevator was quiet. I thought that was the end of it, but then six or seven people rushed in on the 13th floor. I froze at first. Then a big hand grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of Nathan.
"Move closer," someone said outside.
Everyone stepped back, and I ended up standing close to Nathan. The smell of his Dylan Blue cologne was stronger. Maybe because I was dressed a little more flirty, two men who got on purposely squeezed toward me.
Luckily, Nathan turned and blocked me in the corner of the elevator, keeping anyone from pressing against me. Instead, he was almost pressing against me.
Standing that close, I noticed he was tall, at least 6'2". Jared was tall, too, but only 6 feet. The elevator went down. I felt the man above me breathing heavier. I felt embarrassed. I blinked slowly and put my hands between us by instinct.
It took a few seconds to get to the first floor. Once everyone left, the elevator was empty. "Let's go." I gently nudged Nathan. He snapped out of it, hid the longing look in his eyes, and stepped aside so I could get out first.
Once outside, I said quickly, "I'm leaving. See you." The night air was thick and warm. Summer was on its way. That meant Yvonne's summer break was coming too.
In past years, Jared would arrange for someone to take us on trips abroad. Sometimes we stayed inside the country. Either way, Jared never neglected his daughter. I was always on standby as the nanny, packing and getting everything ready.
This summer, I decided to let Jared take the kids. He could take Yvonne wherever he wanted. I wasn't going to go anymore.
Maybe if I didn't go, they would have more fun. Tracy would be with them all the time. She could charm Yvonne during the day and keep Jared happy at night.
Today was Tracy's birthday. I figured they'd stay out late. When I got home, Jared's car was parked at the garden gate. He was back.
It was only about 9:30 PM. Maybe Jared had the driver bring Yvonne home early. He still needed to spend some romantic time with Tracy tonight.
"Dad, are you feeling better? Want some more hot water?" I heard Yvonne's voice as I reached the living room door.
When I walked in, Jared and Yvonne were sitting on the couch, looking at me. "Mom, where have you been? You're back so late. Dad drank a lot and got drunk."
Yvonne was a kid. She didn't understand that Jared got drunk on his own, not because others pushed him to. He was happy inside, so he drank more.
"Is that so? Then don't bother him. Let him sleep." I changed my shoes and went upstairs.
"Mom, aren't you going to check on Dad?" Yvonne shouted from the stairs.
"I'm tired. I'll take a shower first." I wasn't in the mood. If he got drunk because of his lover, Tracy would be the one to care for him. I, the wife, knew my limits.
After my shower, I helped Yvonne take a bath upstairs. She told me about the birthday party, but she was smart enough not to mention anything about Tracy and Jared.
"Mom, I'm tired. You go take care of Dad." Yvonne had a regular sleep schedule. After 10 PM, she usually fell asleep. She climbed into bed on her own.
I didn't go downstairs. I went to the bedroom. I still had some payroll stuff I hadn't figured out. I needed to look up some info on the computer.
As I sat there, the door suddenly opened. Jared stood in the doorway, his face flushed, watching me. "Victoria, are you still mad?" Jared's voice sounded angry.
I calmly looked at him. "I'm working. I don't have time to be mad."
"I just gave Tracy a birthday party. Do you have to be so petty? She's the company's vice president. She needs my approval as her boss."
"Then go ahead. You've got long legs. I'm not holding you back." I cut him off. My face turned cold.
Jared's eyes widened. He stepped over and snatched the files from my hands. The first thing he did was tear them into pieces and toss them into the air. The papers fell like snow all over me.
"Victoria, I married you so you'd take care of this family. Not so you could cause trouble and act like a jealous woman." Jared was probably drunk. His temper was worse than usual. His face went pale, and his eyes burned with anger.
I gave a faint, cold laugh. "Jared, how about we sign another agreement?"
Jared froze and stared at me. I stood up and put my fingers on the table. My eyes were calm but firm as I looked at him. "From now on, we don't interfere with each other.
"I'll let you mess around outside, and you won't stop me from making male friends. We'll live peacefully, each doing our own thing. I won't ask you to come home early, and you don't need to ask where I go."
"Victoria, are you crazy?" Jared looked shocked and ashamed. "Have you thought about how much you've done for this family? And how much I have?
"Every year, I invest a lot in this family and you. The clothes, jewelry, and bags in your closet? I bought every one of them. And now you want fairness from me? Huh?"
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