“You’ve taken a guess, so whatever I say, you’re not going to believe it, Jeffrey replied with aid–back tone. “There’s really no point in me exining myself.”


    “Whether I believe you or not is up to me,” Samuel pressed. “But whether you choose to answer, that shows your attitude.”


    Jeffrey shrugged. Tve already made my feelings clear to your mom.<b>” </b>


    Samuel fell silent. He didn’t want to waste another word on Jeffrey.


    While Samuel was questioning Jeffrey, Jessica was also grilling Reba. “What’s up with you and Jeffrey? Why was he still holding your hand?”


    What really shocked Jessica was that Reba hadn’t even pulled her hand away.


    “He’s still refusing to divorce me,” Reba said, gazing out the window as the breeze ruffled her hair.


    “Wasn’t that all settled before<b>?</b><b>” </b>Jessica tried to recall. Then she asked, “Did you guys bring it up again in


    Honn?”


    Reba felt a <b>mess </b>of emotions inside. “Yeah.”


    “So, what did you guys actually talk about?” Jessica kept digging.


    Reba started to say something, but as Jessica floored the gas pedal, she swallowed her words. “I’ll tell you when we get to your ce.”


    “You think I can’t handle a juicy story while driving?” Jessica shot back, clearly getting Reba’s point. “It’s <b>not </b>your driving; it’s what happened. It’s crazy, like nothing you’ve heard before.” Reba leaned in, emotions shing across her face. “If I spill now, you’ll definitely be swearing and speeding.


    Jessica was curious, thinking, “Is there really anything crazier than Jeffrey keeping someone on the side?‘


    “I’m not trying to get myself killed here,” Reba quipped.


    Jessica rolled her eyes.


    Half an hourter, they finally made it to Jessica’s ce. The moment they stepped through the door, Jessica hopped out of her shoes and immediately pressed, “Alright, now I need details! How crazy was it?”


    Reba let out a sigh and started spilling everything.


    Reba never bought into that “keep marital problems private” nonsense. She knew she needed someone with a clear head to help her sort through the mess. Jessica was her one and only choice.


    In just three minutes, Reba had spilled everything that had happened the previous night.


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    Jessica’s mind was blown; she would’ve never guessed something like that was even possible. “You know me too well. If you had filled me in on the car, I would definitely have been freaking mad.”


    Reba copsed onto the couch, her head tipped back,pletely wiped out.


    “Jeffrey is such a bastard, Jessica cursed without mercy. She never went easy when it came to trashing him. “Seriously, who does crap like <b>that</b>?”


    Reba said, worried, “That’s not bothering me. After Timothy’s words, she was pretty sure Jeffrey had not let Samuel <b>walk </b>into danger. She just couldn’t figure out how he had made her believe he did.


    Jessica just stared at her, battled. “Wait, you don’t care about that? Seriously?”


    “With Jeffrey’s personality, he’d rather hurt himself than ever hurt Samuel. Reba shared her suspicions. “He might have done all this on purpose.”


    “So what?” Jessica cut in, keeping it real. “True or not, your worry about Samuel was genuine, and you signed that contract.


    Reba nodded slowly. “Yeah, you’re right.


    Jessica looked at Reba, visibly concerned. “So, what’s your n now?”


    Reba was sure Jeffrey would keep her at Reba’s Manor. Even if they acted normally in public, things would feel off between them. And with Andrea popping in now and then to stir up drama, it was only going to get messier.


    “I’ve got an idea, but I’ll have to wait until my mom wakes up to decide if I’ll actually do it,” Reba said, still torn about what to do.


    “Honestly, just snag


    ly, just snag his credit card and treat yourself,” Jessica said, annoyed. “Bring a couple of hot guys over. chat<b>, </b>drink. Better yet, spoil them with gifts and drive <b>him </b>crazy.”


    If it were her, Jessica wouldn’t hesitate. Anyone who ticked her off would get payback, no mercy. She yed tit for tat and refused to put up with anyone’s crap.


    But seeing Reba’s expression, Jessica knew all <b>too </b>well that wasn’t Reba’s way. Reba had her own principles, and crossing that line <b>wasn’t </b>on her list.


    “You know, you do have a point,” Reba replied quietly.


    <b>Jessica </b>looked at Reba like she’d just seen a ghost.


    “It’s not illegal to just talk and have a drink, Reba said thoughtfully. “Do you know any bars where the guys are easy on the eyes and good at talking?”


    Jessica stared, utterly baffled. “You can’t be serious”


    Reba just nodded. She knew that Jeffrey was only keeping her close because he was still interested.


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    Jeffrey’d always hated it when she talked to other guys. Once, at a party, she’d chatted with a stranger for just a few minites, and when they got home, he’d gotten super clingy, saying he was jealous.


    She thought that if he saw her chatting up a whole group of men, he’d probably lose his mind.


    <b>Jessica </b>got close and <b>squinted </b>at Reba, checking for any sign of a lie. But she found nothing. Reba was dead serious


    “So, you really don’t know any?” Reba pressed.


    “I’ve got a few spots un mind,” Jessica admitted, still shocked. She knew Reba’s tastes well and rarely invited her out like this. “But seriously, you’ve never been into this scene before.”


    “That was then—now I do,” Reba replied tly. She was dead set on blowing everything up with Jeffrey This was the only way he would finally let go of her.


    Back then, she’d wanted to be the one to kick him to the curb. But now, she just wanted out. Whether he got fed up and dumped her, or she left him, it didn’t matter anymore.


    That evening, Reba went to the bar Jessica had rmended. Not wanting to drag her friend into this mess, she made sure to go alone.


    Facing a whole row of young, energetic guys, Reba felt next to nothing. Still, she held up Jeffrey’s credit card and said, “Whoever has the smoothest talk tonight, I’ll cover your whole monthly drink <b>quota</b>.”


    The guys all jumped in at once, talking sweetly and gently. The way they looked at Reba–like she was the love of their lives–almost made herugh.


    Reba wasn’t into any of that. It was way too ttering, way too fake. But for the sake of her show, she went all in, covering the monthly <b>quota </b>for a dozen <b>guys</b>, her smile forced and her happiness totally an act.


    “Go ahead; swipe it,” Reba said, handing over Jeffrey’s card.


    As soon as the charges hit, Jeffrey’s phone <b>blew </b>up with over a dozen transaction alerts–all of them from the same bar. He immediately called Barry, the guy he’d sent to keep tabs on Reba, “What’s Reba doing right now?”


    Barry paused. “Trust me, boss, you probably don’t want to <b>know</b>.”


    Jeffrey stayed stone–faced. “Talk.”


    Barry quickly snapped a photo. In it, Reba sat across from a whole row of handsome young men, all grinning, raising their sses in a toast, their faces lit with barely hidden delight.


    “Mrs. Hanson is hanging out with a bunch of guys <b>half </b>your age, drinking and chatting away, Barry reported, sending the picture over. “They really know how to sweet–talk, ttering her nonstop and keeping her in high spirits


    Jeffrey frowned.


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    Barry, daring as ever, kept going “Man, looks like you might actually be getting kicked off your theo


    Jeffrey looked at the photo of Reba raising her ss, his gaze growing darker. “How many has she had


    “She hasn’t even finished one,” Barry said, totally sure. “She just barely sips at it. Can’t even tell the drink’s gone down


    Jeffy stood up, grabbed his keys, and walked out. “Keep watching her. If she starts getting drunk, get her out, fast. I’m on my way.”


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