Chapter 30

"Miss Jessica, she... she slit her wrists. There was so much blood..."

The next second, the engine roared to life, and Timothy floored the gas pedal.

The car shot forward at breakneck speed.

Jessica instinctively gripped the handle above her window, knuckles white.

Timothy didn't stop for a single red light, weaving recklessly through traffic, barely dodging other cars. Jessica was tossed in her seat, her head spinning, the world outside a blur.

Timothy's lips were pressed into a thin, grim line, his face ashen.

Jessica wanted to tell him to slow down, but no words would come her voice was lost somewhere inside her.

Her stomach churned violently.

She squeezed her eyes shut, brow furrowed in pain.

But Timothy didn't notice. All his focus was on the road ahead.

Finally, they arrived home.

An ambulance was already parked in front of The Gilded Whisper Estates.

Before the car had even stopped moving, Timothy had flung the door open and bolted out.

seen Timothy-always so measured and composed-so

calmest

She snatched some tissues, stumbled

after she'd emptied her stomach completely did she feel even

around and saw Timothy carrying Sheila out of

his face streaked

and son climbed into the ambulance

siren wailed as it sped off

their housekeeper, spotted

"Ma'am..."

with worry as she

suddenly collapsed, crumpling to the

"Ma'am!"

rushed to her side, lifting Jessica's

"Ma'am? Ma'am?!"

Jessica didn't respond, Mabel fumbled for her phone and dialed

bad-ma'am

sounded irritated. "She just got home from the hospital. Her wounds were already treated. That

"But sir, she really-"

cut her off. "Stop bothering me with these

The line went dead.

only sigh in frustration and dialed for an ambulance

he call this a trivial matter when ma'am had fainted right

It was infuriating.

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