Chapter 37

Jessica turned her head away. She couldn't speak, and even if she could, she was no match for him.

What was the point of explaining further, when he never believed her anyway?

Timothy, growing impatient with her silence, pressed on. "You're disabled, Jessica. You could have a peaceful, comfortable life, but instead you insist on making trouble. What is it that you want?"

He had a new project about to launch—something he'd been preparing for months. He didn't have the time or patience for this.

Jessica's fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned red.

In his eyes, she was nothing but an invalid. She was supposed to be grateful for the life she had now, to count her blessings-speechless or not, she could still live well enough. If it hadn't been for this family, she would never have ended up like this.

Still, Jessica said nothing.

Timothy was nearly at his breaking point.

"Even if you're set on a divorce, you're coming back with me to the family estate today-no arguments."

It was his grandfather's birthday. He had to bring her.

Thud, thud, thud.

knock sounded at the

are you ready yet? Great-Grandpa just called-he's asking

open the door, but immediately sensed something was off. He frowned, tilting his small face up to Timothy. "Dad, is Mom upset because Miss Sheila

lips together,

walked over to Jessica and took her

made her fingers

gave her hand a gentle shake, his voice sweet and coaxing. "Mom, Miss Sheila's only staying

Jessica lowered her head.

were innocent as ever, but his words cut deeper than

and now her own son was siding with an outsider. Any show of emotion from her, and

her stomach up to her

pulled her trembling

father and son preferred Sheila, then so be it.

she signed, "I've said

his hand, about to slap her. Jessica

threat of a blow hung in the air, but when no

bloodshot as he lowered

get out of

the patience

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