Linn gazed at the paper for a while before finally saying, "I don't remember. It was too long ago."

"Alright. You can go," Timothy replied, his tone flat.

As soon as Linn left, Timothy was about to feed the sheet of paper into the shredder when Jessica's words flashed through his mind: how she'd found him at home, scribbling Sheila's name over and over on the page.

That was how she'd discovered their affair.

Was it because of this piece of paper?

Timothy stared at the paper, then maneuvered his wheelchair to the master bedroom and knocked softly.

Jessica opened the door, her gaze immediately falling on the paper in his hand, its surface covered in Sheila's name.

"Was this the one you saw?" he asked.

Jessica remained silent.

"It's not what you think," Timothy explained patiently. "She asked me to help design her signature. The page just has a bunch of fonts and styles—nothing more."

He tried to keep his voice calm. "There's nothing between us-not like you think. I

The door shut sharply with a thud.

Jessica didn't want to hear it.

Whatever was broken between them couldn't be fixed with explanations. Even if he was telling the truth, did it matter anymore? Everything was in the past. It was too late.

Timothy sat in the hallway, utterly lost. He'd tried to clear things up. She'd misunderstood, and he'd tried to explain, but she shut him out all the same.

did she want from him? Was

wedding planner's brochure, and

make things right. He meant it—even

he still owed

Secretary Allen and instructed him

utterly confused. Mrs. Lawson had been pushing for a divorce for weeks. Even if Mr. Lawson managed to organize the wedding, it was unlikely she'd

set beside her laptop, lost in the swirl of Timothy's explanation. A tangled mess of

her. She didn't need any of this. Every gesture, every attempt, only

bear the suffocating atmosphere a moment longer,

villa, she flagged down a cab. As soon

[Can we meet?]

been hoping for

[Where?]

Ines's studio? If

[I'm here.]

Ines's studio, stopping in first

had never

no reason to keep hiding. She'd chosen her career Her

told Ines everything-except about

I let you down. Timothy and I registered our marriage

a month, the divorce will be

she'd chosen it recklessly,

a thoughtful girl. I know you wouldn't make decisions on a whim. Whatever you choose, stand by you.

me. I'll teach you everything I know-every resource,

Smith's character

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