Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

After dinner, | stayed in the temporary office at the Harmonia Hotel. Around four in the afternoon, Jared asked if |

had sobered up and if | could go to the parent-teacher meeting that evening.

| thought Yvonne wanted Tracy to go instead of me, so | said | was busy and had a headache. Jared knew | had

messed up drinking that morning. He said, “I was busy, too. If you can’t go, I'll have my mom go.”

“Do whatever,” | said coldly. When | got hafter nine, | found Yvonne sitting on the couch, angrily tearing a

book apart.

When | walked in, she clenched her little fists and stormed at me. “You don’t wantto be friends with Tracy,

right? Why are you so mean? Why did you make Grandma go to the meeting? Tracy and | had already agreed!”

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My daughter looked atlike | was an enemy. | didn’t expect a parent meeting to make her that upset. | quietly

said, “I didn’t stop Tracy from going. It was your dad's call, not mine.”

“It was you. | know it. Dad wouldn't stopfrom liking her. Only you keep stopping me,” Yvonne blamedfor

everything.

| looked down at her like a queen, my eyes cold and emotionless. “Yvonne, you really like Tracy, don’t you?” |

asked.

Maybe because my tone changed, Yvonne blinked hard and said nothing. | crouched down and fixed her messy

hair. | gave a fake smile without feeling.

“If you like something, then go after it. I'm your mom. | want you to be happy. | won't control you anymore. |

won't stop you from making friends. Yvonne, do you likeas your mom?” | asked.

Yvonne froze for a second, and then nodded, “If you mean that, I'll still like you.”

“Good. From now on, see whoever you want. | won't stop you.” | lightly patted her shoulder and stood up,

heading to the kitchen. Wendy was making sfood to boost my energy. She brought a bowl! over. “Mrs.

Holcomb, it’s still warm.”

“Thanks,” | said politely and sat down to eat slowly.

Yvonne had planned a big tantrum, but | calmed her quickly with a few words. She probably had no fight left and

ran upstairs.

| had just finished eating when | heard Jared's car engine shut off. | stood up to go upstairs. Halfway up the

stairs, Jared cin. | ignored him, didn’t say hi, and went straight to my bedroom.

Jared went upstairs to the kids’ room. They talked for over half an hour. When he cout, Jared strode to my

door, his face angry. “Victoria, how do you talk to our daughter?”

| was holding my pajamas, ready to shower. Seeing Jared suddenly mad, | said calmly, “What did | do?”

“Why did you talk to Yvonne about Tracy? What are you trying to do?” Jared asked sharply.

| couldn’t help but laugh. “I was just having a normal talk with my daughter. No bad influence. What's wrong with

that?”

“The rumors aboutand Tracy at work never stop. Now you talk to Yvonne about her. Are you trying to make

our daughter think our marriage is falling apart because of Tracy?” Jared said coldly, staring at me.

“Doesn't she share sblame, too?” | crossed my arms and smirked in reply.

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