Chapter 192

"Did you get the agreement notarized?"

A tangled knot of emotions tightened in Timothy's chest.

So that was why she'd come to collect the notarization receipt?

"You seem awfully eager about this," he said.

Jessica nodded.

"You really don't trust me, do you?" His voice was cool, almost detached.

She didn't deny it. She couldn't. Time was a luxury he had a lifetime, perhaps. She only had six months left. She couldn't afford to waste even a day.

Jessica stayed silent.

Timothy's handsome face was unreadable, his eyes clouded with something distant.

Her silence said it all.

He pulled back the lapel of his suit and took his phone from the inside pocket, dialing the lawyer.

"Is the agreement notarized?"

"It's done."

the receipt

turning to meet Jessica's icy, impenetrable stare. Lips pressed in a thin line, he crossed to the desk and picked up

glass of fresh

Jessica's eyelashes fluttered.

and leaned against the desk, quietly studying

the morning. Sunlight spilled golden across the office, but even that couldn't chase away the

Click-

sound made

tip of his cigarette glowed as smoke drifted lazily from his lips. The subtle, woodsy scent curled through the room, deepening the air of mystery that seemed to surround him these days, making him only more

still couldn't read

knock at the door broke the tense

"Come in," Timothy called.

juice, and set it down beside Jessica,

the lawyer arrived,

"All set, Mr. Lawson."

"Give it to her."

it, and, once they'd both left,

are chapped. Drink the juice before you

didn't want to make a scene, so she

planning to disappear tonight? Planning not to come

the floor. Orange juice and shards of glass splattered across

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