Chapter 425

The whole thing left her more confused than ever.

There was no way she and Vince could be related by blood. That was just impossible.

Unless... was there something off on her father's side?

Her mother had jumped from a building all those years ago. But why? What would drive her to do that?

Did it have anything to do with her father?

But then again, Vince didn't seem like he could be her father's son either-they didn't look anything alike.

On the way home, Jessica sent Vince a message.

[Vince, are you really your parents' biological child?]

Her question came out of nowhere and left Vince completely baffled.

[I am, yeah. Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?]

So, he was really a Zimmerman by blood.

That meant there was absolutely no way they were related.

Could it be something to do with her grandmother's side?

Her grandmother had been Larkin's first love...

Larkin even said that once she was divorced, he wanted Vince to marry her.

That ruled out the possibility of her mother and Larkin being involved-Larkin would never have said something like that otherwise.

Jessica couldn't find any solid answers on her own. She decided she'd have to go see Sheila and get the truth straight from her.

she got home, Timothy

staying here tonight?" he

with her hands, "No, I'll

nothing else left to do here, and she still needed to track down her birth

"Let's go, then."

got in the

but she was still wary

little by little, he scooted closer. When she slipped deeper into sleep, he gently eased

lean on, Jessica slept more soundly and didn't move

now, and the familiar, comforting scent of her hair drifted to him. It had been so long since Timothy had breathed in anything that soothing. Without realizing, he

Whisper Estates,

bolting out of the car in

sleep, kept shifting away; it had taken him ages

a jumbled mess. She pulled out

ask me that

to cozy up to the Zimmerman family. The question was

a while,

was just bored,

come

to get suspicious, she told him

relationship with Vince, it wouldn't be a big deal if

eight

thought about waking

her sleep. He'd messaged Mabel ahead, asking her

Timothy came to her door and

stepped out of her

already waiting at the dining

Mabel was about to ladle out the soup, but Timothy reached for the spoon first, filled

a gentle smile and

master of the house was

only hope the two would reconcile. Otherwise,

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