<b>Chapter </b><b>204 </b>


    Ired at Jared, <b>eyes </b>wide with anger. “Were you seriously stalking me? That’s so not you, Jared‘


    1 huffed, “And for the record, I used to be a housewife. Grocery shopping and running to the market? That was literally my job. Don’t act like I’s some big revtion. That was my daily life.”


    I yanked my hand out of his. “Turns out, with you raking in the cash, all my so–called struggles were just for show. I was only fooling myself.”


    Jared’s expression froze as he listened. He said, “Victoria, I know I used to overlook what you did every day. I always know taking care of the kid wasn’t <b>easy </b>for you. I even said I’d hire two nannies, but you <b>” </b>


    “Yeah, I brought it <b>all </b>on myself. I’m not ming anyone,” I cut him off. This bitterness–rd just have to swallow it alone.


    “Victoria, from now on, I’ll go grocery shopping and hit the market with you. I want to blend into your daily life, okay?” Jared looked at me with those deep eyes, but honestly, I couldn’t help finding his wordsughable,


    “No need,” I shook my head. “Someone as high and mighty as <b>you</b><b>, </b><b>Mr. </b>Hob, showing up at the market? Please. Your mom and your sister would probably chew me out right there


    As soon <b>as </b>I said that, Jared’s face went stift. Yeah, I remembered it perfectly.


    Back when we first got married, Sally sat us both down and told me straight up that <b>Jared </b>was a man destined <b>for </b>big things, and I shouldn’t bother him with trivial stuff like family chores.


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    so much energy, she said. She even warned me not to get too carried away with our sex life.


    Back then, I was so obedient. I took every word of Sally’s <b>advice </b>to heart and <b>followed </b>it to the letter


    “Victoria, I know I messed up before,” Jared <b>said</b>, looking embarrassed, <b>not </b>even trying to exin himself. But honestly<b>, </b>he really seemed like he wanted a taste of ordinary lile with me.


    I didn’t want to hear his excuses. I turned and stepped into the elevator, jabbing the close button hard,


    Jared stood at the elevator doors, and his eyes fixed on me until they closed<b>, </b>sealing us off from each other.


    I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I still didn’t know him as well as I thought. It turned out that even he had his moments of <b>hesitation</b>.


    Jared, sometimes I wished that you could time–travel back so <b>you </b>could see everything you did and just how miserable I ended up. Maybe then you’d finally get it—no amount of sweet talk was ever going to win me over again.


    When I got home, my parents looked like they wanted to say something but held back.


    I quickly added, “Jared showed <b>up </b>uninvited. I didn’t ask him toe.”


    My mom nodded. “Yeah, <b>we </b>know. At dinner, it was pretty obvious that Jared really doesn’t want a divorce.”


    “Well, he might not, but i do,” <b>I </b><b>said </b>firmly, “it’s gotta happen.”


    My parents exchanged a look but didn’t say anything more.


    Just as I was about to head upstairs, my dad suddenly said, “Your mom and I <b>bought </b>some gifts today to see Yvonne, but she refused to s


    My chest tightened with frustration, but I knew that as her grandparents, they truly loved <b>Yvonne </b>as their own granddaughter. Even if Jared and I were about to get divorced, they’d still love Yvonné just the same.


    But I never thought Yvonne <b>would </b>actually refuse to see them. Guess that was just how it was.


    11:50 <b>Tue</b><b>, </b>19 Aup


    “Dad, Mom, don’t go out of your way anymore, She hates me now, so it’s


    only natural she doesn’t want to see <b>you </b>wither,” I said. Then headed up?


    AD