Timothy didn't move a muscle. He wasn't worried at all.

He knew Jessica too well-she could never go through with it. She was just too kind.

"One week," he said softly. "In a week, I'll take you home. After all these years of marriage, we've never taken a trip together."

The next second, Jessica pulled the knife away from his neck.

He thought she was backing down.

But then, without warning, Jessica drove the blade straight into his abdomen.

Blood gushed out, soaking Timothy's shirt in seconds.

He stared at her, shocked and speechless.

Jessica hadn't cut his throat-she was afraid she might hit an artery by mistake.

On this island, their house was the only one for miles. If Timothy got hurt, he'd have no choice but to leave the island for treatment.

And that meant she could finally get away.

Her face was set with fierce determination.

He'd pushed her too far. Now, nothing was off the table.

Compared to the pain he'd caused her, this stab was nothing.

Still gripping the paring knife, Jessica's voice was steady and cold. "I'll never hurt myself again. But if, after my cooling-off period, you still lie to me, I won't hesitate to take you down with me. You think you can drug my water? Then I can poison your dinner just as easily."

With that, she yanked the knife free. Blood spurted out, dark and fast.

Timothy just stood there, not even bothering to press a hand to his wound. The fabric around the gash quickly turned crimson.

Jessica dropped the knife to the floor with a sharp clatter.

She turned and walked into the bedroom.

She figured it wouldn't be long before Timothy had someone arrange for him to leave the island and get stitched up.

out and, seeing Timothy's bleeding wound, blurted anxiously, "Sir, do you want us to

need. You can go," Timothy

on his cane and lowered himself onto the

continued to seep from

But Timothy ignored it.

look on Jessica's face-utterly blank, devoid

care about him

pulled out his phone and scrolled through his photos. There was

want them, they're precious. When

at home. Jessica had panicked, first popping his finger into her mouth, then frantically disinfecting and bandaging the tiny cut, brow furrowed the whole

same woman had stabbed

didn't even blink

was nothing to her

bedroom-fifteen minutes, then thirty. Still, no

She finally stepped out.

was sprawled on the

She hurried over.

trickling

knit with

called.

she shouted, but

bleed out at

summon help

he'd rather bleed than let her

She shook him

touched her cheek, a faint smile curving his lips. "Jessy... you

then he passed out

please!" Jessica shouted,

Still, no one.

around the villa

outside, searching everywhere. Behind the villa stood a

there?" she

a few staff

over.

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