Housewife Gone Wild by Thanddeus Embereley novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

“I have other work to do and a child at home,” I declined politely.

I danced until after six, then went home, showered, and began studying Englysian.

Thinking about Jared and Tracy’s heartfelt duet last time, I vowed to learn Englysian well. I thought, ‘One day, I’ll pull a handsome guy and sing a romantic song in Englysian right in front of Jared–as a form of poetic justice.’

Jared didn’t return home tonight, which didn’t surprise me. I thought, ‘With Yvonne not here, there’s no one he cares enough about at home.”

For three consecutive nights, it seemed Jared spent them elsewhere. I mused, ‘So his claim of having no involvement with Tracy was just him treating me like a fool.’

Men who were wealthy, attractive, and had abundant resources were always hunters. If it wasn’t Tracy, there would be someone else. Since Jared was a hunter, he would never stop chasing his prey for the thrill of it.

And I had decided to join the game as a hunter, too. But first, I wanted a divorce–to be single and hunt honorably. Right now, my top priority was ending this marriage.

I thought, “Tracy is really letting me down! In my previous life, she was already pregnant at this time and had an abortion to win Jared’s affection and sympathy.

Jared slapped a divorce agreement in my face when I least expected it. Now, I had been waiting for that agreement, and my patience was wearing thin.

I called my private detective again to check on the progress. The detective grumbled that he hadn’t captured anything sensational yet.

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into my head. I offered an extra 15 thousand dollars to have them tail Jared for any juicy details.

He might be shifting his affections; if they couldn’t catch him with Tracy, maybe they should catch him with someone else. I just needed evidence.

The detective eagerly thanked me, promising to get the job done.

As for the divorce settlement, I definitely planned to fight for my share. I wasn’t noble enough to leave with nothing. After experiencing the perks of wealth and power, I knew I couldn’t completely let go.

Beautiful women were often a product of wealth–discipline could maintain their figure, but money let them stand tall and proud. Money was my backbone, supporting me through all adversities.

As night fell, a sudden rainstorm hit. I stepped out of the temporary office at Harmonia Hotel without an umbrella, but my car was parked far away.

that, I took his umbrella and headed toward my car.

Jared’s expression was slightly stiff as he got back into his car. Moments later, the silver Bentley disappeared into the rain.

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