He couldn't be bothered to argue with her over the same issue again.

Divorce was out of the question.

"Fine, you want to go through the courts? I'd like to see which lawyer has the guts to take on my divorce case."

Timothy let go of her shoulders, turned on his heel, and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

The loud bang echoed through the room, hitting Jessica like a physical blow to the chest.

Her strength gave out. She slid slowly down the wall until she sat on the floor, legs curled beneath her.

How could she, all alone, possibly win against someone as powerful as Timothy?

He refused to let her go, clinging to a marriage that held not a shred of love.

Clearly, he really needed a legitimate wife-someone to help shield Sheila from suspicion.

He doted on Sheila, after all.

How could he bear to let their affair come to light and ruin Sheila's reputation?

with no choice but to become the sacrificial lamb for their so-

was no match for Timothy. She'd thought about leaving quietly, fading

was gone, their marriage would

she was still a person, with feelings and dignity. She couldn't spend the last stretch of her

wanted a divorce-a final

a modest wish, Timothy

wait for death, just as she'd once imagined,

barely stepped out of the room when

are you and Miss Sheila

cool and stern. "Don't you miss your

huffed. "She didn't even care when I was sick. Why should I miss

mom, but her phone had been

He'd cried.

Sheila who rushed all the way over, comforted him, and stayed by

told the other kids that Miss Sheila was gentle

even said that several of the cartoons they all liked watching were made by Miss

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