Chapter 12

Memories from the past washed over Timothy, leaving him awash with guilt. He couldn't shake the feeling that he owed Sheila so much

repay.

more than he could ever

If anything happened to Jessica and word got back to the old man, Sheila would be the one to suffer for it.

Crushing out his cigarette in the ashtray, Timothy turned to the woman beside

him. "Stay with Henry for me. I'm going to look for her."

He grabbed his suit jacket and headed out the door.

But the truth was, he had no idea where Jessica might have gone.

Once in his car, he pulled over at the curb and dialed Jessica's number.

Three calls. No answer.

His handsome features darkened, eyes clouded with worry.

He started the car again and drove toward the nearest shopping center.

Earlier that afternoon, Jessica had gone to tidy her grandmother's grave, only to find it overgrown with saplings and weeds. She'd bought some tools, spent hours cleaning up the site, and finally made her way home, exhausted.

It wasn't until she heard her phone buzzing that she realized she'd left it behind when she went out.

she found it, the

calls

from Mabel earlier in the

But none from Henry.

he the one who always needed her

smile tugged at her lips. She slipped the phone into her bag and forced herself

home for another

was waiting in the living room, rising to

He looked grim.

from Jessica?" Sheila asked,

pressed his lips into a

think we should call

was the last thing he

find out, not yet. Besides, he'd

worry about her. You should

She hesitated. "But-"

not a child.

lip, then nodded and

did Timothy head to the master

almost unconsciously, on the oversized wedding photo hanging

her always

photos and joked that she could just blow up the marriage certificate photo instead. And

with her after the wedding, but she'd found her way into his bed and, before he knew it, they

years, she'd been nothing but

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255