I lazily ran my fingers through my hair, propping my chin on my hand as I paid no mind to the window. “See stars with thorns or not, your eyes,” Jared blinked, a little thrown off. Just then, Hunch arrived, raising his voice, “Alright, let's enjoy the meat.”

Later, Jai seemed lost in thought. He barely touched his food, and only half a bottle of red wine passed his lips.

“Victoria, if there’s anything at work you need help with, just tell me,” Jared said, seeming to guess my ambition and trying to please me.

“Sure, I’ll consult you if I don’t understand something,” I said.

“Consult?” Jared teased, looking at me. “I’m your husband. 'Consult' doesn’t sound right.”

I took a bite of steak, speaking between chews, “If I treated you like my husband, I’d lose motivation to learn, but if I treated you like my teacher, it would be different.”

Jared shook his head helplessly. “Fine, you can see me as whatever you like.”

Halfway through the meal, Jared’s phone rang. He glanced at it, then stood up. “I’ll be back soon.”

I saw him step out and answer the phone in the hallway. I immediately guessed it was from Tracy.

Tracy must be anxious. She probably knew Jared brought me to Shariport to buy a house, and she had sensed that he had been focusing more on me lately.

The more anxious she got, the more relieved I felt. I wanted her to take action quickly, so when Jared thought of being with her, he would feel even more guilty about me. I didn’t press him for details.

Jared returned from the call and resumed eating as if nothing had happened.

After we finished eating, Jared took me shopping in Radiance. He complimented my figure and bought me lots of clothes, bags, and jewelry.

Watching Jared pay so smoothly made me ponder if, once we were really divorced, days like this would be gone unless I could earn a lot on my own.

Maybe that was the trap for housewives. After divorcing, the quality of life dropped sharply. That was why many women who were used to luxury dared not divorce easily.

By the time we returned from Shariport, night had fallen, Yvonne was whining to go home, and Sally and Quinn brought her back.

Seeing them, I felt nervous, wondering if they knew about my and Jared’s house-buying trip to Sharport today.

“It’s late. You two should head back,” Jared said.

Quinn looked at me like I was an enemy. I snapped at her last time in Shariport, and she held a grudge.

“Did you guys go on a trip?” Quinn asked casually.

“Just took Victoria out to relax,” Jared replied calmly.

“Is that why you left the kid with us!” Quinn said, then turned to me. “Victoria has been a housewife for years, and now she wants to work. I think she just doesn’t want to take care of Yvonne. How can she do that?”

Yvonne curled up on the couch, silent.

Sally immediately said, “Quinn, enough. Victoria wants a different lifestyle. It’s not your concern.”

Chapter 155

“Mom, you’re spoiling her! Now she doesn’t even care for Yvonne. She can’t even…”

Jared’s expression darkened suddenly, his voice stern. “Quinn, watch your tongue.”

“Like a mother…” Quinn said sharply, full of spite.