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?"

chest felt tight. So much

her-and yet, even after being hit, Herbert

signed heavily, *Does

for a second, but he quickly recovered. "You mean my lip? It's just a scratch.

wouldn't talk about his

had no choice but to be blunt. *Has Timothy been giving

a shadow

his fists for a moment. "Did my mom come

that lawyer, and I won't ask you to introduce me to

get a lawyer, how are

in the country, he'd noticed the sorrow in her eyes. With her personality, she never would have

own problems,

The Wheeler

were just a little "turbulence," Mrs. Reynolds

sound so simple. I know exactly

could tell she was worried

this way-kindhearted, always afraid of being

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