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.

sounded at the

ready yet? Great-Grandpa just called-he's asking when we'll

small face up to Timothy. "Dad, is

pressed his lips together,

confirmation. He walked over to Jessica and took

touch made her

and coaxing. "Mom, Miss Sheila's only staying with us because she gets allergic reactions when she stays in hotels. Don't

Jessica lowered her head.

ever, but his words

had brought his lover into their home with open arms, and now her own son was siding with an outsider. Any show of emotion from her, and she

her stomach up to her

her trembling hand

so be it. Let Sheila accompany them to the

signed, "I've said it already-I'm not

slap her. Jessica squeezed

in the air, but when

bloodshot as

You won't go? Then get

the patience to argue

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