bChapter /bb36 /b

The alcohol kicked in, and for over an hour, we lost ourselves bin /bthe bedroomb, /bwhere bdesire /band passion flowed together naturally.

bAfter /bbsex/b, instead of heading to the bathroom like bhe /busually did, Jared wrapped his arms around me from behind. “If you need any help with work, just let me know. I can find you a couple of professional managers to help you handle things.”

“No need,” I replied. Since it was my own business, I wanted to do it myself.

bJared /blooked surprised and gently turned me toward him.

Under the dim light, desire still lingered in my eyes. My face was flushed, aglow with happiness.

Jared gazed at me for a long moment and then pinched my waist. “I’m honestly surprised at how capable you’ve suddenly

be.”

I scoffed inwardly. I could be even more capable. I was going to divorce him and take my share of the money.

“Darling, did you take viagra?” I asked in a soft, teasing voice.

“What?” Jared said, staring at me in shock. “Why would I need anything like that?”

I smiled, burrowing into his arms and nuzzling against him. “Then howe you’re so… vigorous?”

Moments ago, Jared looked like he was about to get annoyed, but he instantly melted at my praise. He leaned down, kissed my cheek, and said in a low, husky voice, “Isn’t having such an amazing husband your biggest blessing?”

b“/bIs it a blessing just for me?” I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I just couldn’t hold back from saying something a bit sharp.

Jared froze for a second. Then it was like he lost all interest. He got out of bed, threw on a towel, and said, “Don’t overthink it. Sleep early.”

I watched him walk out of the master bedroom. The night air from the window brushed against my bare skin, making me shiver slightly.

When all the passion and heat faded away, Jared was still the same as ever. But I was no longer the desperate and stubborn woman who used to beg for his love.

bI /bbslept /bwell that night. Maybe it was because my body was exhausted, or maybe because my mind had finally settled.

In the morning, I didn’t bother getting up to make breakfast for Jared. He came over to my bed with two slices of bread and asked, “Is the nut milk maker broken? I put the nuts inb, /bbut nothing’sing out.”

bI /bnced at him and repliedzily, “Did you put in dry nuts?”

“Or whatb?/bb” /bbJared /bbraised /ban eyebrow.

b“/bYou should’ve soaked the nuts beforehand,” I replied.

“Ohb, /bbJared /bgrunted. Then he turned and headed downstairs.

I knew Jared bcame /bbupstairs /bbexpecting /bme to get up and make him bbreakfast/bb, /bbut I bstayed /bin bed on purpose, refusing to

bbudge/b. I just by /bbthere/bb, /bbenjoying /bmy morning nap.

bAfter /ba while, I heard bJared’s /bbcar /bstart downstairs. When he left, I finally got bup/bb, /btaking my sweet time to bwash /bup and get dressed at my own bpace/bb. /b

bI /bbwas /balready tired of the clothes in my bcloset/b. It was time to hit the mall and refresh my wardrobe.

This time, instead of just tossing the old ones out, I’d drop them boff /bat the secondhand market since most iof /ithem bhad /bbarely been worn.

Today, bI /bswitched up my style and wore a flowy floral dress with thin straps, showing off a hint bof /bcleavage. A teardrop- shaped ne nestled between my curves, and a pair of pink pearl earrings added a ssh of color to my delicate face.

After dying of illness in my previous life, I understood better than anyone that yesterday was gone for good. So today, I was determined to live boldly and keep my spirits high.

When I walked into the office, I turned heads just like I expected. The women there couldn’t help but shower me withpliments and then ask for fashion advice.

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