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.

so restrained, softened. "You need to take better care of yourself. The floor's cold, and it's not good for you to sit here so

dark

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

past, just a hint of concern from

it all a

sweet treat with

was done with

pulled away from his

finished waiting passively

She was leaving him.

be Ines's student so badly,

signed to him, her gestures clear: "Timothy,

to work

offer was clear-Ines was

Sheila would lose her

go, not when he wanted that

health, there was no way she could actually

gave her leverage to

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

always thought being Mrs. Lawson was

title meant the world outside, but within the Lawson

Jessica

would

saw what she was truly capable

want to work, then

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

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