"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

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

widened in

like a question, he could almost be certain it was

always quiet, reserved, never one for lies

son. But the wife

it Timothy

he'd sent people to inquire about Jessica. For seven years,

news, Timothy finally returned to his

to actually

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

tightened in his

gave an awkward smile and signed again, "Just

would never marry

it would have to stay

she was

if she told the world, who would believe

the marriage certificate,

marriage would

allowed to reveal she was

was clear her

want to

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

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