Seven years of marriage.

Could it really be because of that man last night?

Timothy's dark eyes seemed to deepen, almost swallowing the light.

He narrowed his gaze, jaw tight, and grabbed Jessica's chin, trying to force her to

speak.

Jessica's lips parted unwillingly.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?"

His voice was low, edged with a simmering anger he couldn't quite hide.

When Timothy caught a glimpse of her pale pink tongue, it was still bleeding.

Moving to the nightstand, he pulled out a few wet wipes and came back, carefully wiping the blood from her skin.

Blood was still trickling from the corner of her mouth.

His brow furrowed in frustration. He shoved the remaining wipes into her hand and, without another word, swept her into his arms.

They had barely stepped out of the master bedroom-crossing only a few paces -when Sheila appeared from the living room, a glass of water in hand. She stopped short, staring at them.

bloody lips, the cluster of bruises along her neck, and her robe

lips together, concern coloring her tone. "What happened to

hospital. We'll

loosened; it crashed to the floor, shattering

been so rough

at the mouth...

quiet, delicate one, turned out to be wild in bed. No wonder

just imagine what he was like in other

connection as his aunt by marriage, would she ever have

rushed Jessica

doctor cleaned her up, stopped the

and

tended, Timothy led Jessica back to the

as he shut the door, he shot her a cold look. "You made such a scene, forcing me to come and get you myself.

a

forming the words slowly in sign language:

to freeze for a

cold. "You announce our marriage to everyone in broad

Patience?

tolerating

he had the nerve to talk about

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