"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.

bitterly and

told you he's my husband,

widened in

he

one for lies or jokes-certainly not about something

heard Timothy was married, with a son. But the

it Timothy

wrapped up his business before coming back home, he'd sent people to inquire about Jessica. For seven years, there

Timothy finally returned to his hometown, hoping

expected to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

tightened in his

gave an awkward smile and signed again, "Just kidding.

never marry

did, it would have to

she

if she told the world, who

signed the marriage

their marriage would remain a

allowed to reveal

now, it was clear her marriage was

to touch on

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

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