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.

Timothy-always so measured and

calmest people can lose

stumbled out of the car, and half-ran,

emptied her stomach completely did she feel even a little

turned around and saw Timothy carrying Sheila out of the house in his arms, her clothes stained

son trailed behind, his face

son climbed into

as it sped off

their housekeeper, spotted

"Ma'am..."

clenched with worry

Jessica suddenly collapsed, crumpling to

"Ma'am!"

to her side, lifting Jessica's

"Ma'am? Ma'am?!"

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

it's bad-ma'am

from the hospital. Her wounds were already treated. That little injury can't possibly make

"But sir, she really-"

cut her off. "Stop bothering me with these trivial

The line went dead.

only sigh in frustration and dialed for

this a trivial matter when ma'am had fainted right

It was infuriating.

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