hapter 20
“Fine,” I replied, closing my eyes to signal the discussion was over.
Like sand, men escaped when held too tightly. Push them too hard, and they’d only push back harder. It wasn’t worth the fight.
Play by their rules, and their better nature might show itself. That was when a smart woman could claim her advantage.
I knew Jared from before–knew the only way to get anything from him was to play vulnerable. Let him pity me, and I might just get what I wanted.
The hours at the hospital passed quickly. Before we knew it, evening had arrived. Yvonne’s cut turned out to be shallow, so after changing the dressing, the doctor cleared us to leave.
Our usually dramatic daughter actually grew more cautious after the scare.
Yvonne’s injury kept her home from school the next day. Though she pleaded for company, I prioritized the hotel negotiations at Jared’s company, confident the servants would care for her properly.
Jared frowned when I didn’t offer to cancel my plans and stay at home.
This time around, I could no longer fake motherly affection, and Jared’s silent stares made it clear he’d marked the change
in me.
The powder–blue dress hugged my curves as I perfected my makeup.
Jared’s voice came from beyond the bedroom door. “You’re really going to the office? Yvonne needs you right now.”
“She’ll manage.” I fastened my earrings. “Six is plenty old to start learning self–reliance.”
At six, she was caught between babyhood and childhood—still clinging to me one moment, yet quick to take her future stepmother’s side against me the next.
“Love’s more than words, darling,” I said, smoothing my dress. “I need to work so we can have nice things. Listen to Joyce and Wendy, and call me if you need anything.”
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