"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."

in his arms, Timothy

but stopped. As long as Jessica was still married to

could do was watch as Timothy carried Jessica to his

pressed his lips together, fists

cut off contact with

Timothy belonged to two completely different worlds. How had she ever

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

they were in the

moved to carry her

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

already here. Sick or not, we'll

cool, but there was a hint of concern behind it. After all, she had

fine. I was faking

want anyone-especially Timothy-to know about

might be the only

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

goodbye. Her mother

It hadn't saved her.

only because of those

Jessica didn't want that.

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