Jessica turned her head away. She couldn't speak, and even if she could, she was no match for him.

What was the point of explaining further, when he never believed her anyway?

Timothy, growing impatient with her silence, pressed on. "You're disabled, Jessica. You could have a peaceful, comfortable life, but instead you insist on making trouble. What is it that you want?"

He had a new project about to launch—something he'd been preparing for months. He didn't have the time or patience for this.

Jessica's fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned red.

In his eyes, she was nothing but an invalid. She was supposed to be grateful for the life she had now, to count her blessings-speechless or not, she could still live well enough. If it hadn't been for this family, she would never have ended up like this.

Still, Jessica said nothing.

Timothy was nearly at his breaking point.

"Even if you're set on a divorce, you're coming back with me to the family estate today-no arguments."

It was his grandfather's birthday. He had to bring her.

Thud, thud, thud.

A knock sounded at the door.

yet? Great-Grandpa

but immediately sensed something was off. He frowned, tilting his small face up to Timothy. "Dad, is Mom upset because

lips

confirmation. He walked

touch made her

voice sweet and coaxing. "Mom, Miss Sheila's only staying with us because she gets allergic reactions when she

Jessica lowered her head.

innocent as ever, but his words cut

and now her own son

ache spread from her stomach up

pulled her trembling hand

both father and son preferred Sheila, then so be it. Let Sheila accompany them to the

signed, "I've said it already-I'm not

about to slap her. Jessica squeezed her eyes

threat of a blow hung in the air, but when no pain came, Jessica slowly

eyes were bloodshot as he

go? Then get

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