<b>Chapter </b><b>153 </b>
I just smiled and stayed quiet. Wendy, perceptive as ever, saw had no interest in talking about Jared and slipped back into the kitchen
Instead of going to the office, I went to the temporary workspace next to Harmonia Hotel. After yesterday’s fight, there was no way I could face Jare without showing my displeasure.
I checked the renovation work at Harmonia Hotel and thought about taking both hotels off his hands to run myself. I knew it would be tough without the right connections, but I still wanted to give it a shot.
By the afternoon, my phone tang. It was Jared. I was still debating whether to answer when I saw him through the <b>ss </b>door, phone in hand.
This sneaky man was just checking my reaction, I nced up, and he hung up and walked in.
The moment he arrived in person, a few colleagues quickly found excuses to slip out, leaving just the two of us in the office.
I kept my face cold, eyes on theputer, refusing to look at him. He dragged <b>a </b>chair over and sat beside me, his gaze fired on my screen.
<b>I </b><b>shut </b>the file, leaving <b>a </b>screen full of shirtless male models <b>with </b>killer abs and charming looks.
Jared
had been expressionless, but at the sight of my screen, his expression darkened. “Let’s talk.”
“Got the divorce agreement ready? I can sign whenever,” I said without looking at him.
Jared’s jaw tightened. After a moment of silence, he asked, “Do you still want the ce in Shariport?”
I stared at him. Meeting my gaze, he <b>said</b>, “I got one. 1.5 thousand square feet, 28th floor, fully furnished. Do you want it!”
I blinked, thrown off. I was talking about divorce papers, and he was talking about <b>a </b>Shariport apartment
My fingers tightened no
y games with me.”
on the armrest, my expressionced with mockery. “Seriously? We’re divorcing. Buying me a ce now is pointless. Jared, don’t
Jared frowned. “I know you’re disappointed in me, but I’ve always kept my word. If I said I’d give you the apartment, I would.”
I let out a derisiveugh. “Forget it.”
Jared’s face instantly soured, a hint of anger flickering in <b>his </b>eyes. “You think there’s something improper between Tracy and me, don’t you? I did think she’d be useful at work and a good partner <b>at </b>home.
“She’s got skills, a background like mine, and is attentive and passionate. I thought about going further with her, but never acted on it. What else do you want to know!”
Jared actually admitted his feelings for Tracy. I froze, looking <b>at </b>him. “If you want to live with her, then just be straightforward about it. I agree with what you said. Don’t worry, I won’t get jealous.
r call. I don’t care.”
“Jared, let’s stop fighting, Follow your heart, Whoever you want to choose is your o
Jared’s face darkened, I made <b>myself </b>clear, but he still seemed unhappy.
“You’re so urmeasonable,” Jared said. “Are you still interested in the apartment? I set up a meeting to sign the contract tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Thad to admit that Jared was efficient.
“If you still want it,e with me tonight. If not, I’ll give the apartment to Youne.” <b>Jared </b>sounded like he <b>was </b>deliberately trying to provoke me
“I want it” I didn’t care about pride or anything else. If he wanted to give it, I wasn’t saying no.
Chapter<b>–</b>153
“Come on, let’s head to the almort” Jared Saldi
pot up. “Trhy all your document
Inodded. “I’ve got everything with in.”
Jared and I hurried to the airport, and the scenery along the way seemed somehow brighter.
At the airport, Jared called Yvonne and then handed me his phone. “She wants to talk to yal
I took the phone and heard Yvonne promise, “Mom, I’m sorry for being so stulibarn before. I promise I’ll behave and won’tory anymore. <b>Please </b>don’t leave me, okay? I’ll be good. Please don’t divorce Dad,”
My heart skipped a beat as I looked at Jared. I hadn’t expected him to tell Yvonne about our devorce
Yvonne said, “Mom, please don’t leave me. I was wrong I’ll do whatever you want from now on, and I won’t cry agai
I listened to Yvonne’s repeated promises over the phone with growing irritation. I knew those words were as fragile as bubbles.
“Alright, stop crying. Just think things through before you do anything next time.” I didn’tfort her; I ended the call abruptly. Jared stared at me in shock, apparently unprepared for my coldness. Yyonne was crying on the phone, and I just ended the call like that. Thanded the phone back and slumped over the nearby table, silent.
I wished Yvonne would misbehave like she did in my previous life, so I could just dislike her and ignore her without feeling bad. However, apologizing to me. It was as if she valued me more than Tracy.
Jared ced a hand on my shoulder, soothing in a <b>low </b>voice, “Alright, stop crying. Yvonne is used to getting her way. She might have said some harsh things before, but she is sorry. Just forgive her. She’s still a kid.
“I told her no matter what, she has to treat <b>you </b>like <b>her </b>mom with love and respect. No rudeness allowed.<b>” </b>
Jared’s words struck me deeply. I turned to look at him, my eyes rimmed red with tears.
Jared saw me crying and softened up. “I know you’re hurting, Victoria, Yvonne won’t be mad at you anymore. Can we please stop talking about divorce?”
I was surprised. Jared should be preparing the divorce papers now, not trying to hold me back with a house and Yvonne’s apologies
I didn’t understand what was happening. I thought this time, things would go like they did before.
silence and assumed I might be giving in. He hugged me, chin resting on my shoulder, and said, “Every couple fights, it’s how they figure out what they want,
Jared noticed my
“I know you feel wronged. I’m under pressure too. I hope you understand. Victoria, let’s move past this, alright?
+ pushed him away, determined not to yield.
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