There wasn't a sound on the other end of the line.

"Jessica?"

Jessica hung up.

Timothy waited for her response, but all he got was the flat, repetitive beep of a disconnected call.

Jessica took the ice pack from Mabel and lay down on the bed, pressing it gently to her swollen eyes.

Mabel spoke in a low voice. "Ma'am, I'll go warm up the food. Once you're finished with the ice, don't forget to come have dinner."

She quietly left the bedroom.

A moment later, her phone rang-Timothy's number lit up the screen.

Mabel frowned.

The nerve of Mr. Lawson, flying overseas with their son to chase after another woman, leaving his wife all alone.

She really didn't want to answer, but after some thought, she picked up.

As soon as she answered, Timothy's voice came through.

"Has Jessica been crying?"

of conscience, Mabel thought. He still cared

cried. She just woke up,

flight and come see me. I've scheduled a family portrait session and

Mabel's face lit up.

I'll tell her right

let her know-if she doesn't come this time, I can't guarantee when I'll

those instructions, Timothy

impose a sense of urgency, to make sure she'd come-make

wanted to tell Jessica as soon as possible, but seeing her lying down with the ice pack, she decided

chance for Jessica to mend things with Mr. Lawson and their son. Mabel hoped

after, Jessica emerged

was busy cleaning, but hurried over to pass along

phone and showed it to Mabel:

refined features drained of

go," Mabel urged gently. "Don't you miss Mr. Lawson and your little

Jessica shook her head.

Jessica had always cherished her husband and son above all else. Clearly, their

busy, but he's made time this trip. If you don't go now, who knows when you'll get another chance? He wants to make up for the wedding photos-maybe it's a sign

Retake the wedding photos?

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