"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

told you he's my husband, would you believe

pupils widened

sounded like a question, he could almost

reserved, never one for lies or

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

it Timothy

before coming back home, he'd sent people to inquire about Jessica. For seven years, there was nothing-no trace of

finally returned to his

expected to actually run

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

hand tightened in his

smile and signed again, "Just kidding.

never

did, it

she was

the world, who

they signed the marriage certificate, Timothy

marriage would remain a

reveal she was Mrs.

Jessica now, it was clear her

want to touch on

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

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