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.

feet. His voice, usually so restrained, softened. "You need to take better

were dark and deep,

warmth in his voice, so rare, made Jessica's heart stutter

just a hint of concern from him

found it all

hand, a sweet treat with

was done with the

away from

was finished waiting passively for things to

She was leaving him.

wanted Sheila to be Ines's student so badly,

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

to work with my

was clear-Ines was waiting for

she accepted, Sheila would lose her

would never let her go, not when

with her health, there was no way she could actually follow Ines

gave her leverage to negotiate their

Sheila had said: Jessica couldn't speak, was constantly belittled,

always thought being

world outside, but within the Lawson

painfully clear: Jessica needed a real

family would never

what

want to work,

that the illustrated *Grand Canal, Venice* was her

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