The Housewife's Return To Her Alluring Prime - Chapter 50: Chapter 50
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My retort made Jared choke momentarily, his handsome face growing darker.
"This is between us as husband and wife. Don't drag someone else into it," Jared said in a lowered tone, but his emotions clearly worsened.
I nodded. It was true; when a guy cheated, the other woman was at fault too, but he was even more responsible.
"Alright, let's not talk about Tracy. Let's focus on you. If there's nothing between you two, why are you so nervous?" I asked sharply.
Jared's eyes froze for a second, and then he seemed displeased. "When did I ever act nervous? I'm just having a normal conversation with you. Stop twisting things."
Listening to that, it was obvious he wasn't genuinely trying to explain anything. He was just using a tough attitude to cover up something deeper. I instantly lost interest in arguing further; I needed to look after my own health and sanity.
"Fine, I got it. I won't bring up Tracy around our daughter again." With that, I headed to the bathroom. I thought, 'If he wants to win this argument so badly, let him.'
By the time I came out of the bathroom, Jared was gone.
In the middle of the night, Yvonne crawled into my arms, holding my arm tightly with her little hands. "Mommy, I had a nightmare. Hold me while I sleep," she said.
Looking at the little body in my arms made my heart ache. I thought, 'I've decided to stop trying to control her. If Jared and I divorce, I'll probably see her only every few days, or sometimes not for months.
'If I really move to another city for work, I'll miss her teenage years and her rebellious phase. I won't be there for her middle school tutoring sessions or see her come home late from high school.
'When she goes abroad for college, it'll be Jared and Tracy who support her, while I might only call from afar to check in on her.'
Tears unknowingly filled my eyes. I felt so lost inside. 'How does one live life without regrets?' I wondered.
The next morning, Yvonne went to look for Jared, only to find that he wasn't in his room.
After I got dressed and went downstairs, Wendy told me that Jared had left last night. I thought he was probably in a bad mood and went to find his lover for some comfort.
At the breakfast table, Yvonne was eating while eyeing me. "Mom, your clothes have been looking so good lately. Can I wear them when I grow up?"
I shook my head. "No, by the time you grow up, these clothes will be old."
Yvonne giggled and said, "My teacher said you're really beautiful and that I'll grow up to be a beautiful woman too."
"Is that so? Well, eat more then," I said, scooping another spoonful of gruel for her.
Today, I wore a white blouse with a big bow at the neckline, paired with a high-waisted fishtail skirt. Thanks to my height, the look was both elegant and striking.
I thought, 'From now on, I'll make an effort to dress well every day as a way to compensate myself.'
On the way to school, Yvonne asked where we would go during summer vacation and mentioned many places she wanted to revisit from last year. She remembered them vividly and wanted to experience them all over again.
I told her there were no plans for this summer. If she wanted to go somewhere, she should ask Jared to take her because I had to focus on work. She looked disappointed and refused to talk to me.
When we arrived at the school gate, the teacher asked her to say goodbye to me, but she just huffed and ran into the school.
My heart felt colder by the day, but her ignoring me no longer made me angry.
The renovation of the Harmonia Hotel was progressing rapidly because we paid well, and everything was running smoothly. With three months of renovation underway, I was already in discussions with operators about promotional activities.
When Tracy found out I had spent a significant amount on advertising, she opposed it during a meeting. Her reasoning was that good products don't need deliberate promotion; doing so could cheapen them and lower their perceived value.
Jared had stormed off yesterday because of me. Hearing Tracy's objection, I furrowed my brows. I worried that after spending the night with her, Jared might listen to her and cut my budget.
Jared, sitting at the head of the table, turned his gaze to me. "What's your take on this?"
I immediately stood up and opened my prepared promotion plan. I emphasized that the future is about diversification, with the advent of online platforms and the reign of traffic, making promotion essential.
Jared, being at the helm of the company, was actually sharper than me. So, when I mentioned "traffic is king," I saw his eyebrows noticeably twitch in approval.
Tracy's objective was cost-saving for the company, but there was an underlying intention to restrain me.
Fortunately, Jared didn't cut my promotional budget. Instead, he called me into his office to ask if I was confident. I couldn't guarantee success, but I assured him I'd do my best.
Seated behind his desk, Jared leaned back with his long legs crossed, playing with a Rubik's cube in one hand while scrutinizing me. "Where did you get this 'traffic is king' idea from?"
I thought, 'If I told you the truth, it would probably shock you.' So I made up a story about market research.
Jared's eyes showed a hint of suspicion. "Do you have a mentor guiding you? Who is it?"
I looked at him, puzzled. "What mentor? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Is it Nathan?" Jared suddenly dropped the name.
My heart skipped a beat, but my face remained calm. "I've only met him."
"When did you meet him?" Jared asked casually. "Couldn't have been right after my introduction that you two started meeting privately right away."
I was stunned, looking at him in disbelief. "Are you having me followed?"
Jared put the Rubik's cube back on his desk and walked over to me, hands in his pockets, looking down at me with a commanding presence. "Someone I know happened to see you two together," he said.
I didn't buy his story for a second. Knowing how calculating Jared can be, I thought, 'He must have noticed my recent change, less dedication to home, less love towards him, and started investigating my whereabouts, suspecting I might be involved with someone else.'
I responded calmly, "Mr. Hallman and I know each other from a donation event years ago. There's nothing personal between us. We had dinner because he wanted to express his gratitude."
Jared raised an eyebrow and gave a mocking smile. "Come up with a reason that I'll actually believe."
I frowned, thinking, 'Has Jared lost his mind today? Why is he digging so deep into my personal life all of a sudden?'
"This is the reason. Believe it or not, it's up to you." I had no patience to explain further. I thought, 'When it comes to feelings, the more you explain, the worse it sounds. I'm not stupid.'
Seeing my irritated expression, Jared lowered his voice, adding coldly, "Is it because he's younger than me?"
I looked at him with a range of emotions on my face, then chuckled, "So what if he's younger than you? He simply is younger."
Jared's face darkened instantly, and a storm brewed in his eyes.
"This is between us as husband and wife. Don't drag someone else into it," Jared said in a lowered tone, but his emotions clearly worsened.
I nodded. It was true; when a guy cheated, the other woman was at fault too, but he was even more responsible.
"Alright, let's not talk about Tracy. Let's focus on you. If there's nothing between you two, why are you so nervous?" I asked sharply.
Jared's eyes froze for a second, and then he seemed displeased. "When did I ever act nervous? I'm just having a normal conversation with you. Stop twisting things."
Listening to that, it was obvious he wasn't genuinely trying to explain anything. He was just using a tough attitude to cover up something deeper. I instantly lost interest in arguing further; I needed to look after my own health and sanity.
"Fine, I got it. I won't bring up Tracy around our daughter again." With that, I headed to the bathroom. I thought, 'If he wants to win this argument so badly, let him.'
By the time I came out of the bathroom, Jared was gone.
In the middle of the night, Yvonne crawled into my arms, holding my arm tightly with her little hands. "Mommy, I had a nightmare. Hold me while I sleep," she said.
Looking at the little body in my arms made my heart ache. I thought, 'I've decided to stop trying to control her. If Jared and I divorce, I'll probably see her only every few days, or sometimes not for months.
'If I really move to another city for work, I'll miss her teenage years and her rebellious phase. I won't be there for her middle school tutoring sessions or see her come home late from high school.
'When she goes abroad for college, it'll be Jared and Tracy who support her, while I might only call from afar to check in on her.'
Tears unknowingly filled my eyes. I felt so lost inside. 'How does one live life without regrets?' I wondered.
The next morning, Yvonne went to look for Jared, only to find that he wasn't in his room.
After I got dressed and went downstairs, Wendy told me that Jared had left last night. I thought he was probably in a bad mood and went to find his lover for some comfort.
At the breakfast table, Yvonne was eating while eyeing me. "Mom, your clothes have been looking so good lately. Can I wear them when I grow up?"
I shook my head. "No, by the time you grow up, these clothes will be old."
Yvonne giggled and said, "My teacher said you're really beautiful and that I'll grow up to be a beautiful woman too."
"Is that so? Well, eat more then," I said, scooping another spoonful of gruel for her.
Today, I wore a white blouse with a big bow at the neckline, paired with a high-waisted fishtail skirt. Thanks to my height, the look was both elegant and striking.
I thought, 'From now on, I'll make an effort to dress well every day as a way to compensate myself.'
On the way to school, Yvonne asked where we would go during summer vacation and mentioned many places she wanted to revisit from last year. She remembered them vividly and wanted to experience them all over again.
I told her there were no plans for this summer. If she wanted to go somewhere, she should ask Jared to take her because I had to focus on work. She looked disappointed and refused to talk to me.
When we arrived at the school gate, the teacher asked her to say goodbye to me, but she just huffed and ran into the school.
My heart felt colder by the day, but her ignoring me no longer made me angry.
The renovation of the Harmonia Hotel was progressing rapidly because we paid well, and everything was running smoothly. With three months of renovation underway, I was already in discussions with operators about promotional activities.
When Tracy found out I had spent a significant amount on advertising, she opposed it during a meeting. Her reasoning was that good products don't need deliberate promotion; doing so could cheapen them and lower their perceived value.
Jared had stormed off yesterday because of me. Hearing Tracy's objection, I furrowed my brows. I worried that after spending the night with her, Jared might listen to her and cut my budget.
Jared, sitting at the head of the table, turned his gaze to me. "What's your take on this?"
I immediately stood up and opened my prepared promotion plan. I emphasized that the future is about diversification, with the advent of online platforms and the reign of traffic, making promotion essential.
Jared, being at the helm of the company, was actually sharper than me. So, when I mentioned "traffic is king," I saw his eyebrows noticeably twitch in approval.
Tracy's objective was cost-saving for the company, but there was an underlying intention to restrain me.
Fortunately, Jared didn't cut my promotional budget. Instead, he called me into his office to ask if I was confident. I couldn't guarantee success, but I assured him I'd do my best.
Seated behind his desk, Jared leaned back with his long legs crossed, playing with a Rubik's cube in one hand while scrutinizing me. "Where did you get this 'traffic is king' idea from?"
I thought, 'If I told you the truth, it would probably shock you.' So I made up a story about market research.
Jared's eyes showed a hint of suspicion. "Do you have a mentor guiding you? Who is it?"
I looked at him, puzzled. "What mentor? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Is it Nathan?" Jared suddenly dropped the name.
My heart skipped a beat, but my face remained calm. "I've only met him."
"When did you meet him?" Jared asked casually. "Couldn't have been right after my introduction that you two started meeting privately right away."
I was stunned, looking at him in disbelief. "Are you having me followed?"
Jared put the Rubik's cube back on his desk and walked over to me, hands in his pockets, looking down at me with a commanding presence. "Someone I know happened to see you two together," he said.
I didn't buy his story for a second. Knowing how calculating Jared can be, I thought, 'He must have noticed my recent change, less dedication to home, less love towards him, and started investigating my whereabouts, suspecting I might be involved with someone else.'
I responded calmly, "Mr. Hallman and I know each other from a donation event years ago. There's nothing personal between us. We had dinner because he wanted to express his gratitude."
Jared raised an eyebrow and gave a mocking smile. "Come up with a reason that I'll actually believe."
I frowned, thinking, 'Has Jared lost his mind today? Why is he digging so deep into my personal life all of a sudden?'
"This is the reason. Believe it or not, it's up to you." I had no patience to explain further. I thought, 'When it comes to feelings, the more you explain, the worse it sounds. I'm not stupid.'
Seeing my irritated expression, Jared lowered his voice, adding coldly, "Is it because he's younger than me?"
I looked at him with a range of emotions on my face, then chuckled, "So what if he's younger than you? He simply is younger."
Jared's face darkened instantly, and a storm brewed in his eyes.
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