NovelOnlineChapter 416
Chapter 416
I glanced up at him but didn’t stop him.
But Yvonne stepped in, playing the role | usually took. “Dad, you're drinking. Who's gonna drive us hlater?”
Jared just said, “Your mom will.”
Ireassured Yvonne, “Hey, Yvonne, why don’t you cstay withtonight?”
Jared suddenly asked, “If Yvonne's coming over, are you gonna change the sheets?”
His question madeblush a little, and | quickly replied, “I already changed them this morning.”
Jared's expression darkened even more, and Yvonne blinked, confused. “Mom, why do you have to change the
sheets when | cover?”
We both fell silent.
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Dinner wasn't exactly enjoyable-Jared being all emotional just killed the vibe.
After dinner, | just took his car and drove Yvonne home. Jared said sfriends were coming to pick him up-he
was heading out for the night.
When we got home, | started trimming Yvonne's nails. As | worked, she watchedand said, “Mom, honestly, |
still like it best when you take care of me.”
| blinked, a little caught off guard. “Why's that?”
“Because when you're here, | don’t have to lift a finger,” Yvonne replied, probably remembering those days
when | was basically her personal maid. | used to do everything for her-even squeezed out her toothpaste, filled
her water cup, and had to call her over and over just to get her to brush her teeth. And even then, she'd still be
pouting with bedhead.
“Mom’s got her own work to do now,” | said gently. | wasn’t about to repeat the smistakes from my previous
life-1 wanted to walk my own path this
time.
“I know,” Yvonne said, clinging to my neck. “Mom, just focus on your work. I'll grow up, | promise.” | asked her,
“Has Tracy been coming by lately?”
I'm so wary of Tracy now, and it’s all because of Yvonne. In my previous life, Tracy had Yvonne under her wing for
years, and it completely changed her— she becselfish and had a terrible temper. Worst of all, she couldn't
even make the minimum score to graduate high school. Jared had no choice but to scramble and send her
overseas, just hoping she’d have a shot at a future.
Once Yvonne was abroad, she was like a bird finally let out of its cage-totally free. Tracy would fly out to see her
whenever she had the time, but me, real mom? + only got to cook for her for two months before she kicked me
out, all because Tracy could just hire her a five-star chef.
Thinking about all that, Tracy is dead tonow. There's no way I'll ever let her have another chance to
influence my child.
her
“She doesn’t cby anymore-Dad doesn’t want to see her,” Yvonne piped up right away. “But she still keeps
pestering Dad. She’s so annoying! | even told her that Dad's in love with my mom, but she just says I'm too little
to understand anything. She's the one who doesn’t get it!”
| kissed her forehead and whispered, “If your dad ever starts dating someone, make sure you test her out a bit-
see what she’s really like. She has to treat you right. If she doesn’t, let your dad know.”
“But if Dad really likes her, will he believe me?” Yvonne asked, her eyes wide with uncertainty.
“Never go into anything important unprepared If something matters to you, learn to hold onto proof. When you
have evidence, the truth will always cout and people will show who they really are.” | was determined to
teach Yvonne how to read people and handle the real world.
“Mom, you're so smart! I'll remember that,” Yvonne said, cuddling up even closer to me, all smiles.
Around 2 a.m., my phone buzzed with a text.
The message wokeup.
Yvonne rolled over, rubbed her eyes in annoyance, and went straight back to sleep.
Clutching my phone, | stepped out into the living room and saw the message was from Jared.
He'd senta text: “Honey, I'm drunk. Can you keepin line?”
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