"She's my aunt. Anyone who dares to print a single lie-be ready to disappear from Riverside City."

His voice was cold and commanding, every word laced with warning.

No one dared question him.

The reporters all knew exactly what Timothy's words meant.

His intimidating presence parted the crowd; journalists scrambled to clear a path.

Jessica stared at the large screen overhead, watching as her husband shielded Sheila.

Aunt.

What a perfectly convenient excuse.

The photographers knew what they were doing, too. They managed to capture Timothy, their son, and Sheila in a way that made them look every bit the perfect family.

Like a genuine family of three.

Herbert noticed Jessica's gaze fixed on the screen. "Little Mute?" he called.

Jessica turned her head, her eyes tinged with a faint, rosy hue.

Herbert glanced again at the screen. "You know Timothy?"

Timothy's reputation clearly preceded him-Herbert had spent years abroad, yet even he knew the name.

smiled bitterly and signed a

I told you he's my husband, would

pupils widened

he could almost be certain

one for lies or jokes-certainly not

But the wife

Timothy kept her

Timothy wrapped up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people to inquire

no news, Timothy finally returned to his

never expected to actually run

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

tightened in his

smile and signed

never marry

it would have

one knew she

she told the world, who would believe

the marriage certificate, Timothy

marriage would remain

to reveal she was

was clear her

to touch on her

me dinner? I'm starving. Let's not waste time with these silly

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