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Chapter <b>120 </b>
Jared gently patted her hair, then turned to me and said, “It’s good for you to get some physical <b>exercise</b>, Yvonne.”
“Dad?” Yvonne’s little face was full of grievance.
But Jared just smiled even more charmingly. I couldn’t be bothered to join in their banter, so I sat down, and Wendy brought over the special breakfast she had made just for me.
“Mom, what are you eating?<b>” </b>Yvonne immediately leaned over to ask.
“Oatmeal,” I answered calmly.
“I want some, too,” Yvonne said right away.
“Kids shouldn’t eat too much of this. There are too many hormones in it. It’s not good for your development,” I said.
Yvonne puffed up her cheeks andined, “Then howe you get to eat it? Dad’s an adult too, so why doesn’t he get any?”
Jared nced at me with a smile and said, “I don’t need it. It’s for your mom to keep up her strength.”
Yvonne crossed her arms over her chest, looking super sulky.
This time, I drove Yvonne to school with Jared riding along. They were chatting away in the backseat, and I pretty much kept quiet the whole time.
When we got to school, Jared got out and walked her up to the school gate. Her homeroom teacher came over to chat with him. It looked like they were talking about Yvonne.
Jared was as warm and polite as ever, and you could tell the teacher was reluctant to say goodbye.
Jared came back to the car, opened the passenger door, and got in.
I nced <i>at </i>his left hand. Sure enough, his wedding ring had mysteriously disappeared again.
Thinking about it, I started fussing with the diamond ring on my own ring finger right in front of him.
“What’s wrong now?” Jared frowned.
I said calmly, “Nothing, I’m just sick of seeing this ring. I don’t feel like wearing it anymore.”
Jared didn’t call me vain or anything. He just tried tofort me, “I’ll take you out tonight and get you a new one you actually like. Is this one too tight for you?”
I didn’t expect Jared to try <i>to </ifort me like that, or to want to spend money on me again.
“Never mind, I’ve got things to do tonight. No time for shopping,” I said as I drove toward the office.
Jared looked like he’d had way too much to drinkst night–he was still nursing a hangover. He pressed his fingers to his temples, leaned back against the seat, and before long, he was out cold.
At a red light, I stopped the car and turned to look at him.
Jared’s profile was truly something else, prominent brow bone, sharp brow line, and slightly hooded eyes that gave him an air of authority even when he wasn’t angry.
His double–lidded eyes made him look <b>even </b>more intelligent. When he wasn’t looking at you<b>, </b>he seemed almost peaceful.
I didn’t <b>keep </b>staring at him. There was something dangerously captivating about his looks<b>. </b>
<b>As </b>soon as <b>we </b>got to the office, Jared woke up and said, “Just <b>stop </b>at the entrance. I’ll <b>have </b>Warner park the <b>car </b>in a bit.”
I responded with a simple okay, opened the door, and got out. The moment I stepped out, I saw three cars pulling up behind us. The lead car was a Maybach, and my heart thudded in my chest <b>as </b>I nced over.
<b>Just </b>as I expected, it was Nathan who stepped out from the back <b>seat</b>.
It had been ages since I’dst seen him, but he was still as handsome and refined <b>as </b><b>ever</b>.
Jared seemed just <b>as </b>surprised as I was, then he exined, “Mr. Hallman’s here for a meeting today.”
I looked at him indifferently and said, “Alright, I’ll leave you to it. I’m heading over to the hotel to check out the <b>site</b><b>.” </b>
Jared walked around to the driver’s side and, out of nowhere, gently brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek. “Drive <b>safe</b>. If you need anything, call me.”
My eyes widened a bit. “There he goes again with his pointless concern. What a weirdo,‘ I thought.
“Thanks,” I said, not even sparing Nathan a nce as I stepped on the gas and sped right past Jared.