MainNovelChapter 11
Yvonne froze. It was the first tshe’d ever seen Jared andfight. Before, whenever we argued, | always
gave in first to keep the peace. But today was different. | didn’t apologize or back down.
“Daddy, Mommy, please stop.” Yvonne burst into tears. She clung to Jared's arm, wiping her eyes. “I don’t want
you to fight. Please don’t do this.”
Jared looked at me, his voice cold. “Work isn’t negotiable. You can keep your little hobbies, but you're not
walking away from our family.”
He bent down, lifted Yvonne into his arms, grabbed her tiny backpack, and walked out.
I didn’t shed a single tear. To be honest, | wasn’t even mad. | had seen this coming.
“Mrs. Holcomb, are you okay?” Wendy and Joyce asked, voices worried..
I smiled, “I'm fine. Sorry about the mess-can you clean it up?” Then | grabbed my purse and car keys and left.
| drove around aimlessly, the wind whipping through the open window, lifting my scarf. Behind my sunglasses,
my eyes started to burn.
I married a rich guy and lived this shiny. To everyone else, | should've been carefree and happy. And maybe |
was, once. But I'd got stuck in my head, slowly falling apart.
| thought after that fight, Jared wouldn't askto lunch. But around eleven, while | was sitting in a café, sipping
bitter coffee, he texted to ask where | was.
| snapped a quick pic and sent it to him. He toldto meet him at a restaurant downstairs from his office at
noon.
| headed to the restroom and touched up my makeup. If Jared wanted to treatlike his arm candy, fine, I'd
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When | showed up, the noisy crowd went quiet. The guys couldn't even lookin the eyes. They got all polite,
keeping their voices low. Smumbled “hi,” and | smiled back. Others tossed out compliments, and | gave a
nod of thanks.
I made my way to Jared, who stood there in a crisp suit, over six feet tall, looking sharp. | was killing it-absolutely
stunning. We must've looked perfect together.
Then | saw Tracy, sitting right beside Jared. She had on a gray blazer, shoulder-length hair, looking smart and
put-together.
She acted casual, but her watch was a quarter-million-dollar piece, her necklace worth tens of thousands. She
was subtly flexing her wealth.
Tracy glanced up atbut didn’t say a thing.
Jared motioned forto sit. Then everyone started chatting, digging into their food. Halfway through the meal,
sguy cover to toast Jared.
Jared was clearly feeling himself today-his picture-perfect wife on one side, his sharp mistress on the other. The
other guys couldn’t help but stare with pure jealousy.
| did him a favor, acting like | had no clue who Tracy really was. | smiled, worked the room, and kept up
appearances. Guys were checkingout with those hungry looks, but | played dumb and ignored them.
Jared had drunk quite a lot, a faint flush coloring his handsface.
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When a guy tried to toast, Tracy stepped in. “Mr. Holcomb can’t drink more,” she said. “He’s got a meeting this
afternoon.”
The guy quickly smoothed things over with sglib remarks and dropped the idea of toasting.
Obviously, Tracy had clout at the company, and everyone treated her with respect.
| could tell it was a silent provocation aimed at me. But | acted like | didn’t catch it. Why bother? | was already
done with this marriage. If she wanted that jerk Jared, she could have him.
Tracy seemed off today, her face blank the whole time.
Finally, lunch wrapped up, and | got ready to go.
Jared was clearly drunk, unable to stand steady. Suddenly, he leaned into me, his hands reaching out to wrap
aroundin a hug.
| saw Tracy raise her hand to help him up, but her arm froze midway.
Back in the day, | would have killed for Jared's touch. Now, his embrace felt empty, and | even wanted to shove
him away.
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Jared gavea deep, intense look, his eyes burning red. “Where are you heading this afternoon?” he asked.
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Tracy stood nearby, her face tense and her lips pressed tightly together.
Jared glanced back at her and asked almost deliberately, “Tracy, you free?”
Tracy jumped to answer. “Yeah. I'll pick up Yvonne and take her to dinner afterward.”
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