That night, during the Harvest Moon Festival, Jessica couldn't hide how much she minded what had happened between Timothy and Sheila.

Ever since Sheila returned to the States and started making waves, it was obvious—Jessica was jealous, plain and simple. She wanted to prove herself, to compete with Sheila head-on.

Timothy's anger over Jessica breaking his mother's keepsake had faded quite a bit. What a foolish girl, he thought. He'd even told Sheila before that Jessica had the marriage certificate-she was his legal wife. If having the marriage certificate couldn't give her a sense of security, then she really was being naive.

Women, he thought with a sigh, always get stuck on the smallest things. She had him; why bother fighting Sheila for his attention?

Timothy handed his phone to Jessica.

As soon as she took it, Timothy's voice was calm but firm. "You planned to go abroad without even talking to me about it?"

Jessica's fingers trembled.

air suddenly turned

other hand, didn't press Jessica about her designs. She had faith in Jessica-if Mr. Smith had already approved her work,

is an incredible talent in animation. Trust me, even if she comes

Larkin's birthday gala, Mr. Smith had already been taken with Jessica's potential. If Timothy agreed to let Mr. Smith take care of her, what

with me. For now, I'm not

up, walked over, gripped Jessica's wrist, and pulled her to her feet. His voice was cold, leaving no

herself, her tone gentle but firm. "Jessy has devoted the last seven years to your family. Your son is six now;

needs her constant attention. Why can't you give her a chance to return to her career and excel? Do you really want her to spend her whole life as nothing more than

Timothy or their son

gathered all the evidence of Timothy's emotional affair. She had a lawyer, too—someone who could dig up even

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