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?"

least he had a shred of conscience, Mabel thought. He

just woke up, but her eyes

see me. I've

Mabel's face lit up.

I'll tell her right

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

instructions, Timothy

he was always busy. He had to impose a sense of urgency,

soon as possible, but seeing her lying down with the ice pack, she decided

chance for Jessica to mend things with

after, Jessica emerged

cleaning, but hurried

her phone

refined features drained of

should go," Mabel urged gently. "Don't you miss Mr.

Jessica shook her head.

son above all else. Clearly, their actions had

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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