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 happened-enough

enough to come find her-and yet, even after being

signed heavily,

recovered. "You mean my lip? It's just a scratch. Doesn't hurt at

talk about

to be blunt. *Has Timothy been giving you trouble?*

paused, a shadow crossing his

his fists for a moment. "Did

introduce me to anyone else.

how

the sorrow in her eyes. With her personality, she never would have chosen divorce

haven't even sorted out your own problems, and

tried to reassure her, "It's nothing, really. Don't worry about it. The Wheeler Group

this were just a little "turbulence," Mrs. Reynolds never

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

could tell she was

always been this way-kindhearted, always afraid of being

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