"I thought you already knew she was my wife."

Timothy's lips curled into something between a smile and a sneer, his gentle tone laced with a threat that sent a chill through the air.

Herbert was left speechless, words caught in his throat.

Timothy didn't stop there. "A woman of mine-even if I'm done with her-

someone like you could never have her."

Jessica mustered all her strength, raised her hand, and slapped Timothy across the face.

The sharp crack echoed in the room.

Timothy rolled his tongue against his cheek, eyes glinting. "You've got some nerve. Hitting me in front of your lover, is that it?"

He finally tore his gaze from Herbert and stared down at Jessica in his arms.

But Jessica had already fainted.

Timothy's arms jerked in surprise. "Jess!"

Herbert rushed forward, but Timothy shoved him aside and scooped Jessica up, cradling her effortlessly in his arms.

His eyes, cold as steel, cut into Herbert. "My wife isn't someone you can covet, Mr. Herbert. Do yourself a favor and stay away."

his arms, Timothy strode

after them, but stopped. As long as Jessica was still married to

watch as Timothy carried

pressed his lips

cut off contact with

and Timothy belonged to two completely different worlds.

pulled up in front of the hospital. He stepped out, sliding his arm around Jessica's waist, just as she suddenly

realized they were in the hospital

but moved to carry her out

quickly signed, "I'm fine. I don't need to go to the

Sick or not, we'll

of concern behind it. After all, she had just fainted.

fine. I was

anyone-especially Timothy-to know about her

divorce was impossible, dying might be the only way to finally

her illness, he'd fill her room with doctors and tubes,

grandmother had taken her to say goodbye. Her mother had been

It hadn't saved her.

last days-living only because of those tubes-were pure torment,

Jessica didn't want that.

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