Chapter 169

The Lawsons had completely fallen out with the Howards.

Now that Sheila was back, it suggested the tension had eased—at least a little.

Given how close he was with Sheila, he'd never embarrass Timothy in public by making a scene.

Yates, on the other hand, fixed Timothy with a thoughtful stare. "Sheila's got a point. No woman could put up with that much for so long. Why don't you bring her over and introduce us? She deserves at least that much."

"There's nothing to explain."

Timothy picked up his glass, taking a long, punishing swallow of whiskey.

Jessica, that woman just couldn't behave.

He'd handled everything for her, made it all so easy. All she had to do was send him a single message, and he'd let bygones be bygones, bring her home.

But of course.

She just had to ruin his mood.

Still, if she came to him now, made the first move, maybe just maybe he'd forgive her this once.

Sheila noticed Jessica was gone. Rising from her seat, she put on a show of mock annoyance. "Timothy, you- What am I supposed to do with you? Oh, forget it. If you won't go get her, I'll do it myself."

Sheila glanced in the direction where Jessica had been only moments ago.

Where did she

time to see that familiar figure had vanished, and his eyes

formed on

tugged Sheila back down into her seat.

Timothy acting so nonchalant, Kane was more convinced than ever- Timothy didn't care at

looked

on, enough with the 'but.'

a piece of fruit with a plastic fork and handed it to

fetch Jessica anyway, so she accepted the gesture and let the

cigarette in the ashtray.

Timothy slipped away, an odd tension

raised his glass, nodding at Yates for

Timothy will actually get

arched an eyebrow. "Hard to

years had come and gone without so much as a

look.

pink.

Timothy made a

the Red House. Come inside and find out what she's

up without waiting for

wasn't the kind of place

was one of Yates's

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