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.

softened. "You need

dark

rare, made Jessica's heart stutter in

past, just a hint of concern from him could

found it

hand, a sweet treat with the other he

done with

away

waiting passively for things

She was leaving him.

wanted Sheila to be

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

to work with my

mentor's offer was clear-Ines was waiting for

Sheila would lose her

not when he wanted that

there was no way she could actually

this gave her leverage to negotiate their

remembered what Ines and Sheila had said: Jessica couldn't speak, was constantly belittled, and just needed

thought being Mrs. Lawson was

meant the world outside, but within

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

family would

time they saw what she

want to

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

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