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

sure if she cried. She just woke up, but her eyes are red

her to book a flight and come see me. I've scheduled a family portrait

Mabel's face lit up.

I'll tell

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

those instructions,

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

with

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

after, Jessica emerged

cleaning, but hurried over to pass along

typed out her reply on her phone and

her refined features drained

"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 actions had hurt

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

Retake the wedding photos?

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