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 still cared enough

can't say for sure if she cried. She just woke up, but her eyes are red and

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

Mabel's face lit up.

I'll tell her right

know-if she doesn't come this time, I can't

those instructions, Timothy

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

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

to mend things with Mr. Lawson and

after, Jessica

cleaning, but hurried over to pass

her reply on her phone and showed it to

looked pale, her refined features

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

Jessica shook her head.

and son above all else. Clearly,

further, Mabel tried again. "Mr. Lawson's always so 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

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