Chapter 83

Timothy stepped out and quietly closed the study door behind him.

Jessica's hands shook as she straightened herself up, struggling to regain her composure.

A crushing sense of shame wrapped around her, suffocating and inescapable. They were husband and wife.

She knew all too well that he had reacted just moments before she couldn't pretend otherwise. It was one thing for her to no longer want to share a bed with him, but the way he could immediately regain his composure at the sound of Sheila's voice-that was another matter entirely.

Jessica had never imagined that Timothy, who always seemed so refined and well-mannered, could have been involved in such an illicit affair.

"Timothy, has Jessica come back?" Sheila's voice floated in from outside.

"She's back."

"Dad asked me to bring her a gift. Is she in the master bedroom? I'll give it to her." Jessica stood frozen near the study door, her heart wound tight as a spring.

Sheila's father-that made him Timothy's grandfather.

Jessica couldn't make sense of it. In all their seven years of marriage, Timothy had never once introduced her to anyone from his mother's side of the family. In fact, the entire Lawson family seemed to avoid the topic altogether.

simply didn't know she existed. Or perhaps they just looked down

Timothy's mother's family had ever come to see Henry. Not

to believe that was

think of was the one she least wanted to accept: it had

to dwell on it. None of

said. "I'll make sure she gets it. You and Henry just got off the plane—go and

with Miss Sheila tonight?" Henry

ruffled the boy's hair. "Of

with excitement. "Miss Sheila, that's great! I get to sleep

and chatter echoed through the house, reaching Jessica even in the

had insisted early on that he have

work. Whenever he was away, Henry would sneak into

mom.

happy to sleep in her room, as if

gave a

sound of footsteps upstairs finally faded away, she slipped quietly

was empty. Everyone had

master

earlier,

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