"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 signed a

I told you he's my husband,

widened in

he could almost

one for lies or jokes-certainly not about something like

a son. But the wife

Timothy

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

returned to his hometown, hoping for a chance

to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

hand tightened in his

gave an awkward smile and signed again,

would never

did, it would have to stay

one knew she

told the world, who would believe

they signed the marriage certificate, Timothy had insisted-no,

marriage would remain

wasn't allowed to reveal

Jessica now, it was clear her marriage

to

dinner? I'm starving.

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