Chapter 153

If she still couldn't find a solution, she'd think of another way to speak with

Timothy.

[At the hospital. Everything okay?]

[Yeah.]

[Send me the address-I'll come find you.]

Jessica sent him the location of a nearby café.

When she got inside, she ordered a glass of warm water. She took a few more painkillers—just in case. The last thing she needed was for Herbert, being a doctor, to notice something was off.

Half an hour later, Herbert rushed in, still looking a bit disheveled. There was a dark bruise at the corner of his mouth.

Jessica's brows knitted together. Mrs. Reynolds had told her his father hit him.

Herbert slid into the chair, adjusted his glasses, and managed a smile. "Hey, Little Mute. Want anything to drink?"

tight. So much had

enough to come find her-and yet, even after being hit, Herbert could still smile as if nothing was

heavily, *Does

wavered for a second, but he quickly recovered. "You mean my lip? It's just a scratch. Doesn't

talk

no choice but to be blunt. *Has Timothy been

paused, a shadow

his fists for a moment. "Did my mom

I found out? I haven't contacted that lawyer, and I won't ask you to introduce me to anyone else. Talk to your

you don't get a lawyer, how

moment he'd seen Jessica back in the country, he'd noticed the sorrow in her eyes. With her personality, she never

even sorted out your own problems, and you're

The Wheeler Group can handle a little turbulence. Don't let it get

grew anxious. If this were just a little "turbulence," Mrs. Reynolds never would have come to her for

so simple. I know exactly what Timothy's like.

frantic. Herbert could tell she was worried

always been this way-kindhearted, always afraid of

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