FakeNovelChapter 52
"What's that supposed to mean, Jessica?"
Sallie could hardly ignore how strange Jessica was acting today.
Jessica didn't speak-she never did and she clearly had no intention of pulling out her phone to type a reply for
Sallie to read.
She'd already made up her mind: she didn't want her husband or her son
anymore. Why would she care what Sallie thought of her?
When Jessica remained silent, Sallie's irritation only deepened. Huffing, she snapped, "I'm calling Timothy right
now. I'll tell him to dump you!"
With that, Sallie whipped out her phone.
Jessica didn't move. If Sallie really could convince Timothy to leave her, so much the better. She wanted the
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The call connected quickly.
Timothy, having failed to find Jessica at the hospital, was already heading to the hotel.
"Timothy, I ran into Jessica at The Obsidian Haven. She's dragging a suitcase around, who knows where she's
planning to go. Didn't even bother to greet me. | tried talking to her, but she ignored me. Henry's still in the
hospital and instead of taking care of her son, she's wandering all over the place. Honestly, if you ask me, you'd
be better off without her."
Sallie poured out all her pent-up anger in one breath.
Timothy's reply was calm and even, his tone cool, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let her leave. I'll be there soon."
Sallie hung up and tossed her hair, her crimson lips curling into a mocking smirk. "I've called Timothy. He'll be
here any minute. You'd better stay right where you are."
Jessica lowered her gaze, an ironic smile tugging at her lips.
Sallie and Timothy were twins-fraternal, born of the smother-and Sallie doted on her brother with almost
blinding devotion. Timothy was her pride and joy, and in her eyes, Jessica was unworthy, dragging down his
status.
Sallie had never given Jessica so much as a kind glance.
Even so, Jessica had always treated her like family, loving her as she would an older sister, never once losing her
temper or holding a grudge.
She remembered one winter when Sallie was in a minor car accident and fractured her leg. Henry was just a few
months old, and Timothy was out of town. Jessica moved into Sallie's loft with the baby, cooking and cleaning,
taking care of everything. She'd even prepare dinner with Henry strapped to her back.
No matter how much she gave, it never melted Sallie's icy heart.
She was done trying to win over people who would never warm to her.
Timothy's car pulled up beside Jessica, parking neatly at the curb.
He stepped out, and Sallie hurried to meet him.
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"Timothy, just look at her face. You'd think | owed her millions," Sallie scoffed.
Timothy slammed the car door shut and strode toward Jessica, every bit as striking and dignified as the day he'd
walked up to her and asked if she would marry him. But the feelings she'd once had for him? They were gone.
He stopped in front of her and stared, saying nothing for a long moment.
At last, he reached for the suitcase in her hand.
"Chome," he said, his voice unusually gentle.
Sallie blinked in disbelief, unsure she'd heard right.
She hurried forward, grabbing Timothy's arm. "Timothy, Henry's sick. She's not even looking after her own child.
She ignoredtoo! And you're just going to let
her off the hook? Are you feeling okay?"
She reached out to touch his forehead.
Timothy brushed her hand away. "I'm fine."
Sallie had been expecting Timothy to cand put Jessica in her place, to vent her own frustration.
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