Chapter 121

Timothy's gaze was dark and unreadable as he stared at her.

A heartbeat later, he grabbed her hand and led her firmly down the hallway.

They rode the elevator in silence, straight to the top floor.

Jessica let herself be pulled along, passive, until they entered the penthouse suite.

Once inside, Timothy pressed her gently down onto the sofa. He crouched in front of her, eyes intense. "Why haven't you been answering your phone?"

His voice was low and a little rough around the edges.

Jessica looked down at him—a man in a perfectly tailored suit, always so composed and charismatic, effortlessly charming. Once, she'd found that impossible to resist.

Now, she had no desire left to love him.

She raised her hand, voice flat. "Didn't feel like it."

An unmistakable shadow of annoyance flickered in Timothy's dark eyes.

to

danced dismissively through the air. "Like you

set on this

a

she answered quietly, her gaze empty, her

luxurious carpet, then crouched again in front of her. He

don't see what's wrong between us," he said, jaw tight. "Seven

hesitated. From inside his jacket, Timothy pulled out a velvet box, flipped it

thunderstorm in Capital City and my flight was delayed. When I finally got your call

considerate. Surely, she

tone, almost coaxing her. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. That's on me. But please take the gift, and let's not

voice was gentle, even

gave him a mocking

of them in total. Today, Sheila wore one;

offering Jessica one of those castoffs, hoping to

over.

his legal wife. Was this what she was worth to him? Only

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