Timothy didn't mind the place being small. In fact, once he stepped inside, his restless heart finally began to settle.

He let go of Jessica's wrist and made himself comfortable on an old wooden armchair in the living room, acting entirely at home.

He looked up at Jessica, his gaze dark and unreadable.

"Come sit down. We need to talk."

Timothy made no effort to act like a guest; he was as at home here as anywhere.

Jessica raised her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Unless we're talking about the divorce, there's nothing left for us to discuss."

Timothy's brief calm was instantly shattered by her words.

"Do you realize how annoying it is for a woman to keep threatening divorce? It gets old, you know."

"Then get it over with," Jessica shot back, her patience thinner than his. "I'm even more tired of it than you."

This marriage was a disaster. He could afford to waste a lifetime, but she couldn't.

a countdown, racing toward the inevitable.

find Ines and get back in touch with Mr. Smith, land that

so many things she needed

quickly,

level. "We agreed on

fingers danced in the air, her anger barely contained. "How many

her hands were

hands, remembering how they felt against his skin -how long

took hold before he

liked forcing her. In his mind, things between a man and a woman should always be mutual-that's how

didn't want things to get any more

edge. "Not even a single kiss? Does

hand, ticking off her points with calm precision. "You've broken rule

allowed to force the wife to perform marital duties. Rule five: The husband must not publicly acknowledge the

smirked. "You remember every detail,

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