Chapter 138

Timothy's chiseled lips pressed into a hard, unforgiving line.

He didn't answer Henry for a long moment.

"Dad, are you still there?"

Timothy's tone was stern. "Copy *A Mother's Love* one hundred times. I'll check it when I get home tonight, and I won't tolerate a single one missing."

"Dad!"

Timothy hung up without hesitation.

From the moment Henry was born, Jessica had cared for him herself, attentive to every detail.

She sat at his bedside when he was sick.

Bundled him up in blankets when he was cold.

Cooked comforting meals when he was hungry.

And yet, Henry showed not a trace of gratitude for his mother's love.

If Jessica ever found out, how heartbroken she'd be.

A pang of guilt struck Timothy for how he'd just spoken to her.

He turned back into the room.

Jessica was sitting on the floor, knees drawn up.

restrained, softened. "You need to take better care of yourself. The floor's

were dark

so rare, made Jessica's heart stutter in

just a hint of concern from him

it all a bitter

hand, a sweet treat with the

was done with

pulled away from his

was finished waiting passively

She was leaving him.

he wanted Sheila to be Ines's student so

him, her gestures clear: "Timothy, I've changed my

work with my

was clear-Ines

she accepted, Sheila

her go, not

health, there was no way she

this gave her leverage

Sheila had said: Jessica couldn't speak, was constantly belittled, and just needed a chance to prove

being Mrs.

title meant the world outside, but within the Lawson family,

just now made it painfully clear: Jessica needed a real opportunity to prove her

would

was time they saw what

If you want to work,

learned that the illustrated *Grand Canal, Venice* was her creation, he'd been stunned

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