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?"

So much had happened-enough to

to come find her-and yet, even after being

signed heavily, *Does it

recovered. "You mean my lip? It's

wouldn't talk

blunt. *Has Timothy

a shadow crossing his

moment. "Did

ask you to introduce me to anyone else. Talk to your family-see if it's

you don't get a lawyer, how are you

her eyes. With her personality, she never would have chosen divorce unless she'd truly reached her

even sorted out your own

reassure her, "It's nothing, really. Don't worry about it. The Wheeler Group can handle a little

If this were just a little "turbulence," Mrs.

exactly what

could tell she was worried

been this way-kindhearted, always afraid of being

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