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 to take better care of yourself. The floor's cold, and

dark

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

the past, just a hint of concern from him could leave

she found it all a

a sweet treat with the other

done with the

pulled away from his

was finished waiting passively for

She was leaving him.

wanted Sheila to be Ines's

to him, her gestures clear:

work with

was clear-Ines was waiting for

Sheila would lose

would never let her go, not when he wanted that place

health, there was no way she could actually follow Ines

leverage to negotiate

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

thought being Mrs.

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

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

would never accept

time they saw what she

If you want to

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

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