Chapter 70

Jessica exited the page without reading a single word of the message.

Still, the image of Sheila's long, straight black hair lingered stubbornly in her mind.

She had the same kind of hair-glossy, dark, and perfectly straight.

Back when things were good, Timothy used to love playing with her hair, always saying how beautiful it was, how much he liked it...

But some things just can't bear close scrutiny.

Seven years-seven whole years. If she'd only paid a little more attention, maybe she would have seen everything sooner.

Her throat tightened, a choking sensation making it hard to breathe.

Love really does blind you, makes you rush headlong into disaster.

Timothy couldn't get in touch with Jessica.

Instead, he asked Mabel when Jessica had left and checked which flights she might have taken, then headed to the airport ahead of time.

There were only two possible flights she could be on.

He waited until the second flight landed, but Jessica never appeared.

Standing by the arrivals gate, Timothy's brow was drawn tight with worry.

hearing his grandfather was

knew what was going on and didn't press for

there, Timothy decided to use the opportunity to

saw how close and respectful their marriage was, he'd have no reason to object in the

meeting Jessica and

Sheila called him.

you find Jessica

"No."

worried. "She can't speak-do you think

his frustration. This was the last thing he wanted to think

off

added, "Sorry, I just... I'm a bit

realize he'd spoken

blaming you. She can't speak,

out, she always brought a notepad and pen. If she didn't feel like writing, she'd type on her

check with Mabel again, or have your assistant confirm

"Alright."

let you go—you're

hanging up with Sheila, Timothy immediately

my wife booked any

into his pocket but kept his eyes glued to the airport

half an hour later, Allen's message

Lawson, I've checked-all recent flights show no bookings for

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