<b>Chapter </b><b>176 </b>
Jared sighed, lecking totally deleted. “Just call your parents, <b>okay</b>? I’m worried they’ll be worried sick about you?
<b>“</b>You told them?” gasped, totally shocked.
“I was wouled my mom might’ve called them,” Jared admitted.
Just then, my phone rang, it was my mom. I shot Jared a re and hurried out to the
out to the balcony
“No good.” I insisted on addressing each issue separately. On
One matter at a time, one ount
After I hung up, Jared asked, “Your mom’s not too worried, is she?”
I shot back, my voice icy, “From now on, keep my business out of my parents” <b>ears</b><b>.” </b>
Jared gave me aplicated look. “Your temper’s been getting worsetely.”
I paused, then met his <b>eyes</b>. “Maybe this is who really am. All this time, I’ve just been faking it, ying the good wife, acting gentle, pretending to be understanding and considerate.
“Jared, <b>even </b>if Tracy’s baby isn’t yours, we should still get a divorce. I just can’t take it anymore.”
Jared went stiff, like he’d just turned to stone,pletely stunned and unable to believe what he was hearing
My whole scheme just crashed and burned. If Tracy really had nothing to do with Jared<b>, </b>and that baby wasn’t his, then i had no excuse to make him divorce me.
We weren’t talking about divorce or assets now. Aher two major setbacks, our rtionship had already suffered deep wounds. My heart had changed. I couldn’t love him the way I used to
Since there was nothing left between us, splitting up was really the only thing that made sense now
Jared looked like he’d just been hit by a truck. Honestly, in less than a month, i’d changed so much. He probably wouldn’t even recognize the person I’ve
be.
It was fine. He was who he was, and I was who I was. We had grown part in heart and body; there was no longer any semnce of us being a couple.
<b>“</b><b>Victoria</b>, are <b>you </b><b>even </b>listening to yourself?” Jared’s face was flushed with anger, his voice tight with frustration. “Our rtionship isn’t broken. We have a kid, we have <b>a </b>home, and now you want a <b>divorce</b>?”
Hooked at his eyes, turning red, my tone t and detached. “Yeah. You don’t love me anymore, and I don’t love you either. Without love, what’s the point of staying together? Divorce is the only answer.”
“When did I ever say I didn’t love you? <b>You’re </b>the one who’s been making a scene for no reason, Jared snapped, his voice tight with anger.
*I’m so done hearing you call me <b>dramatic</b>,” I snapped barely holding onto my patience. I <b>shot </b>him a re, my words dripping with sarcasm.
“Did any smallint or minor outburst make you call me unreasonable? <b>Jared</b>, you imed to respect me, but you always wanted contral<b>. </b>You never loved me as an equal. I was just your essory, and even defending myself was seen as nagging, right”
As <b>I </b><b>said </b>it, <b>bears </b>started streaming down my face, I couldn’t even tell if i was sad or just bitter. Maybe it was just the sting of my first real scheme blowing up in my face, wrecking whatever confidence ad bett
Jared was totally stunned. The gentle wife he thought he knew was suddenly going off on him he never before. He never saw iting
All this time, he thought he’d picked the perfect, soft–spoken woman, someone who’d always know how to soothe him. But now, I was showing my ws, fighting tooth <b>and </b>nail to break free from him and <b>all </b>his control.
<b>00:03 </b><b>TUC</b>, 19 Aug