Chapter 87

She had just raised her hand, about to ask him what was really going on between him and Sheila.

But Timothy caught her hand, pulling her beneath him without giving her a chance speak, clearly unwilling to waste a moment of their time together as husband and wife.

He pinned her wrists gently above her head and kissed her, shutting down any attempt at conversation.

Tonight, he was relentless.

Just as Jessica felt herself starting to unravel, a sudden, frantic knock sounded

from the hallway.

Timothy froze mid-motion.

"Timothy? Jessica? Are you two awake? Henry's stomach hurts really badly-he's crying..."

Sheila's voice trembled on the other side of the door, tinged with panic.

Timothy immediately rolled off Jessica.

on him for a moment-I'll be there right

wanted to clear the air with Timothy. Maybe, just maybe, she'd been wrong

already half-dressed, pulling on his shirt with

into her silk robe and got up to find something

feeling frustrated after being interrupted at such a moment.

for him the whole night and, for the first time, really understood how much Jessica had gone through all

should get some rest," Timothy said gently.

still wanted to

could see the worry in her

too-I don't want to see him suffer

between them these past few days was something he never wanted to

to hold him up, so

Sheila was pacing anxiously

"Timothy, hurry, come on!"

to the guest room. Little Henry was curled up in a ball, clutching his

kept whispering,

he always called for his mom. Old habits die hard, especially for

said softly, hurrying to

looked up, tears streaking his cheeks,

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