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.

check on him for a

clear the air with Timothy. Maybe, just

was already half-dressed, pulling on his

her silk robe and got

being

He'd cared for him the whole night and, for the first time, really understood how much Jessica had gone through

said gently. "I'll take care of

wanted to

the

my son too-I don't want to see him suffer any more than you do. Leave it to me,

needed to calm her down. The tension between them these past few days was something he never wanted to

him up, so she nodded

door. Sheila was pacing anxiously

"Timothy, hurry, come on!"

guest room. Little Henry was curled up in a ball,

whispering, "Mommy...

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

Timothy said softly, hurrying

up, tears streaking

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