Jessica forced a small, helpless smile.

He'd made things difficult for her in the study tonight, but she knew he wasn't exactly faring much better himself.

Seven years together had taught her everything she needed to know about him.

Normally, when Timothy got into one of those moods, he'd never let her off easy. He'd keep her up all night if he could.

But not this time.

Jessica couldn't help thinking of Sheila.

He had Sheila now.

Whatever he couldn't get from Jessica, Sheila was there to give.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes these past few days, Jessica would never have imagined a man like Timothy-so disciplined, so polished-could fall into such a forbidden affair.

To break through the walls of convention and morality for love... How much must they care for each other?

Especially Timothy.

If he loved, he gave everything.

Maybe that's why he married her in the first place.

She was disabled, so different from someone in his position.

made everyone whisper that she must've been born under a

it

voiceless, too resigned, ever to walk

ever guess

to think any further. If she let her thoughts wander just a little more, every cell

the

of

later, an engine

Jessica frowned slightly.

like

upstairs? Hadn't he gone to

of minutes passed, and then she heard the front door

through the hall, growing

fluttered,

Maybe Timothy hadn't

bedroom door

switch as Timothy turned

her eyes shut,

"Jessica..."

low, right beside her, whispering

She didn't answer.

his breath grazing her ear, before gently nipping

Her body shivered involuntarily.

know you're awake. Open your

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