"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.

smiled bitterly and signed a

he's my husband, would you believe

pupils widened

question, he

never one for lies

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

it Timothy

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

returned to his

never expected to actually run

And she'd married.

Married Timothy.

hand tightened in his

and signed again, "Just kidding. Someone

would never

did, it

one knew she

she told the world, who

signed the marriage certificate, Timothy had insisted-no,

their marriage would

to reveal she

at Jessica now, it was clear her

to touch on

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

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