Chapter 291

In that moment, Timothy became painfully aware of just how much he'd failed in his role as a father.

Jessica was cradled in his arms, but she remained completely unresponsive.

She wouldn't react anymore-not to him, not to anyone.

Though Timothy and his son had hurt her in different ways, the outcome was the same: her heart left battered and bleeding.

She was done letting their father-son drama dictate her emotions.

Timothy, despite feeling for Henry, couldn't ignore Jessica's pain. Henry's public declaration that he didn't understand sign language was as good as denying Jessica herself.

So Timothy's voice turned even colder as he addressed the room. "I've watched Henry's performance from start to finish today. As his father, I have to say he's not qualified for this award. I'm pulling him from the competition-effective immediately."

With that, Timothy straightened his posture, strode onto the stage, and fixed his icy gaze on Henry. "We're going home."

turned, and Henry

all been organized by adults anyway, the host knew better than to argue once

quick on his feet, smoothed things over and moved the event along to the

passed Jessica, he glanced at

when she'd used her voice synthesizer, he'd thought she'd finally agreed to wear the necklace he'd given her a thought that had lifted his spirits, if only for

ring at all. Instead, a thin chain was visible around her neck. Her blouse collar hid the pendant, but Timothy had seen

crowd,

eyes met, the tension was

and

the backseat, holding Henry close and whispering

driver's seat, silent and unmoving, not even

contest was nearly over-just the awards left. Jessica would be

home. He had to show her that

face in the rearview mirror, anxiety flickering in her eyes. She hesitated, then asked softly,

"Waiting for Jessy."

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