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.

cluster of bruises along her neck, and her robe slipping

coloring her tone. "What happened to

hospital. We'll talk later," Timothy said, striding

it crashed to the floor, shattering in a

they been so rough that Jessica

the mouth...

one, turned out to be wild in bed. No wonder she got pregnant with Timothy's son so soon after they

Timothy could split her lip, just imagine what

connection as his aunt by marriage, would she ever

rushed Jessica to

doctor cleaned her up, stopped the bleeding,

to avoid hot food and

Timothy led

door, he shot her a cold look. "You made such a scene,

understand a word he

her hands, forming the words slowly

freeze for

everyone in broad daylight, and then

Patience?

was tolerating

and he had the nerve

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