"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

he's my husband, would you believe

pupils widened

it sounded like a question, he could almost

one for

a son. But the wife was a

had it Timothy kept

Timothy wrapped up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people to inquire about Jessica. For seven years, there was nothing-no

returned to

never expected to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

hand tightened in his suit

awkward smile and signed

would never marry

he did, it would

knew she

told the world, who would

they signed the marriage

marriage would remain a

to reveal she

it was clear her marriage was

didn't want to

you'd buy me dinner? I'm starving. Let's not

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