Timothy's chiseled lips pressed into a hard, unforgiving line.

He didn't answer Henry for a long moment.

"Dad, are you still there?"

Timothy's tone was stern. "Copy *A Mother's Love* one hundred times. I'll check it when I get home tonight, and I won't tolerate a single one missing."

"Dad!"

Timothy hung up without hesitation.

From the moment Henry was born, Jessica had cared for him herself, attentive to every detail.

She sat at his bedside when he was sick.

Bundled him up in blankets when he was cold.

Cooked comforting meals when he was hungry.

And yet, Henry showed not a trace of gratitude for his mother's love.

If Jessica ever found out, how heartbroken she'd be.

A pang of guilt struck Timothy for how he'd just spoken to her.

He turned back into the room.

Jessica was sitting on the floor, knees drawn up.

her feet. His voice, usually so restrained, softened. "You need to

dark and deep, almost

his voice, so rare, made Jessica's

the past, just a hint of concern from him could leave her elated

it

hand, a sweet treat with the other he always

she was done with

away

was finished waiting passively for things to

She was leaving him.

Sheila to be

gestures clear: "Timothy, I've changed my mind.

work with my

offer was clear-Ines was

accepted, Sheila would lose her

would never let her go, not when he wanted that place for

health, there was no way she

gave her leverage to

Ines and Sheila had said: Jessica couldn't speak, was constantly belittled, and just needed a chance to prove

always thought being

meant the world outside, but within the Lawson family, it wasn't

attitude just now made it painfully clear: Jessica needed a real opportunity

family would never accept

they saw what she was

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