Jared seemed to get a bit impatient. I could see the veins on the back of his hand bulging, as if he was clenching his fist. But in the end, he loosened up and quickly started making the bed."
"Gabrielle, you cut Yvonne's clothes. Shouldn't you be paying her back for that?"
"That's one thing, but the kid was really scared because of you."
"After we eat, I'll take him out to have some fun and buy him a few things to cheer him up."
"Also—" At this point, Jared looked up at me, a smug grin on his face.
"I passed the exam," he said, sounding quite proud of himself.
"Gabrielle, I finally passed the federal federal civil service exam. How about that? Surprised?"
If it weren't for Yvonne's situation, if we were still the same as we always were, hearing that he passed the federal civil service exam would naturally make me happy. After all the ups and downs, he spent more than two years studying full-time. Using my money, eating my food, and still needing to pay for his courses.
Each class cost fifty-eight thousand, and he hadn't even been serious about studying.
Now that he had finally passed, it was a good thing.
But did he really think passing the exam was the end of it? Had he forgotten about everything else?
I smirked, leaning back. A man who only managed to pass the exam because I supported him financially was now still floundering in the water, and yet he dared to threaten me with a breakup?
I guess when he saw my smile, he asked, "Gabrielle, I'm impressive, right?"
"Yes," I nodded seriously.
He really was amazing—he hadn't even passed the exam yet, but he was already trying to seduce a married woman.
"Alright, go eat, and make sure you apologize properly to Yvonne," he said, then opened the door and walked out.
I stood at the bedroom door, not moving. I could hear him gently and patiently comforting Yvonne outside.
"It's fine. Gabrielle just has a bit of a temper," Jared said.
"Yvonne, I've already told her to apologize to you later."
"You can stay here without worry," Yvonne sniffled softly.
While Jared was busy preparing dinner, I sent a message to Emily. I explained everything to her, and she replied with, "Gabrielle, are you really going to do this?"
"There's no turning back now."
"Do you think there's any chance for reconciliation between me and him?" I replied. Emily sent me a sigh emoji: "Alright, I'll help you." After finishing with Emily, I messaged Mrs. Green, my landlady.
"Mrs. Green, I've decided not to rent the house anymore. Has your villa sold yet?" I asked.
"Not yet," she replied almost immediately.
"The market isn't good right now; you can't just sell a house like that."
"My villa is nice, but it's a bit far from here... sigh..."
I smiled and replied, "Are you free this afternoon? Would you mind showing me the villa?"
I'm a screenwriter. Due to the pandemic a few years ago, the film industry collapsed, and it became impossible to sell scripts.
Jared's company had laid off employees, and we were both facing unemployment, unable to pay rent, and teetering on the edge of starvation.
In desperation, a friend introduced me to online novel writing. To my surprise, I became an overnight success.
Jared went out looking for work, but his efforts were unsuccessful.
He always complains that people look down on him, playing favorites and treating him like he's less important.
I tried to comfort him, but he could never stick with any job for more than three months, instead spending his time at home playing games and binge-watching shows.
He knows how to tidy up the house, cook, and always has a way with words to charm me.
During that time, the house was always in order, and my friends would say, "Even if he doesn't make money, so what? At least he cares about you."
Back then, Emily used to tease me: "Be thankful. At least your Jared can do housework. My guy just knows how to make money."
True, emotional support can be valuable too.
At that time, I hadn't realized that he was the type to dream big but never put in the effort. Later, I don't know what got into Jared, but one day, he slapped his forehead and declared he was going to take the federal federal civil service exam.
He had me order a bunch of study materials online for him, and then he locked himself in his room, determined to study hard. Later, I heard that just having the materials wasn't enough—he needed to sign up for courses too. So, he paid fifty-eight thousand for a course.
