NovelOnlineChapter 75
His voice wasn't loud, but it still carried the edge of a command.
Jessica's hand was trapped in his grip; she couldn't respond, forced to accept his ridiculous charity.
Her face remained expressionless.
Timothy remembered once passing through a department store and, on a whim, spotting a pair of pearl earrings
that seemed perfect for her. When he brought them home, her eyes had shimmered with light, like stars.
He leaned in close, his voice husky. "Didn't you love it when | gave you presents? This is a special ring-it plays
music. | had it made just for you."
Seven years. They'd been married for seven years.
With his sharp mind and keen perception, there was no way he didn't know she loved him.
He was skilled at toying with her feelings.
He knew how to say the cruelest things to hurt her.
He'd done the harshest things—almost destroyed her.
And then, as if nothing ever happened, he'd act like everything was fine.
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He'd slap her with one hand, and offer her a sweet with the other.
He made her feel like she was nothing to him-cheap, disposable.
Suddenly, Timothy released her hand. As Jessica tried to get up, he pulled her back, wrapping his arms tightly
around her waist and pressing his face to her chest.
"Don't move. Letstay like this for a while. I'm exhausted. | haven't slept in thirty-six hours."
Jessica didn't pity him for his exhaustion; she just felt suffocated by his iron grip and couldn't break free.
He fell silent, and the room grew quiet.
After a while, she heard his breathing becslow and steady.
She frowned.
Had Timothy really fallen asleep so quickly?
Not daring to move, she kept still for what felt like five minutes before she tried to shift, inching her body away.
"Don't go. Lethold you just a bit longer."
Jessica froze, not daring to move. She looked down-his eyes were closed. She couldn't tell if he was talking in his
sleep or if he'd sensed her trying to get up.
Maybe he wasn't really asleep yet.
Resigned, Jessica let him rest his face against her.
Maybe he really was tired. Sitting like that, he drifted off.
Strangely, Jessica dozed off too, arms somehow winding around Timothy's neck without her noticing.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the room she and Timothy had shared as husband and wife.
She glanced at the clock on the wall-it was already two in the afternoon.
She'd slept so deeply!
She had no idea how she'd gotten back here.
Was her illness getting worse?
And today was Ines's exhibition in Riverside City.
It was already two. The gallery would close at five.
Annoyed, Jessica scrambled out of bed and hurried to get ready.
She noticed the ring on her finger and slipped it off.
The thing had a built-in speaker-it couldn't get wet.
Besides, she didn't want it anymore.
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She left the ring on her vanity.
After washing up and getting dressed, Jessica stepped out of her room, only to
find the stwo bodyguards from last tblocking her way.
Timothy!
He was locking her in the house again.
Just then, Timothy's voice cfrom somewhere unseen.
"Be good and stay home. Make sure dinner's ready. We'll have guests tonight."
Jessica looked around, searching for the source.
Above the front door, just under the eaves, a security camera had been installed. Timothy's voice was coming
through the speaker.
She let out a helpless laugh and retreated into the house.
Mabel, the housekeeper, saw her and hesitated to speak.
Last night, Mr. Lawrence had carried Jessica home. This morning, he'd brought in bodyguards and had cameras
installed. It was obvious something serious was going on between the two of them.
Jessica had barely settled onto the sofa in the living room when her phone buzzed—a message from an
unfamiliar number.
But as soon as she read it, she knew it was Timothy.
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