"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.

and signed a

I told you he's my husband, would you believe

pupils widened in

question, he could

one for lies

Timothy was married, with a son. But the wife was a mystery-never seen,

Timothy

he'd sent people

finally returned to his hometown, hoping

never expected to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

hand tightened in his suit

an awkward smile and signed again, "Just kidding.

never marry

did, it would have to stay

one knew she was

if she told the

signed the marriage certificate, Timothy had

marriage would remain a

reveal she was Mrs.

at Jessica now, it was clear her

want to

Didn't you say you'd buy me dinner? I'm starving. Let's not waste time with these

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