RedNovelChapter 258
Jessica's gaze fell instantly on the pearl necklace in Sheila's hand-the very
sone Timothy had once given her.
A bitter smile tugged at Jessica's lips.
Just last night, Timothy had shown up at the Zimmerman family's house, clutching that necklace, insisting on
returning it to her, telling her she wasn't allowed to sell it again.
He'd even chased her all the way to her small apartment, desperate to explain himself.
Pathetic.
Did he really think she was that much of a fool?
"Jessy, what are you doing at the hospital?" Sheila's voice broke through Jessica's thoughts.
Jessica glanced at her coolly.
Earlier, Kane had called Timothy, practically shouting down the phone in panic, saying that Sheila had
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"accidentally" fallen from the balcony at Moonstrand Villas. Kane claimed that if Timothy hadn't gotten there in
time, Sheila might have died and no one would have known.
Sheila had supposedly fallen from a balcony, and yet here she was, looking perfectly healthy less than twenty-
four hours later.
Only Timothy could buy into such a flimsy lie.
Jessica ignored Sheila and strode right past her.
"Jessy..."
But Sheila hurried after her, blocking her path with an apologetic look. "There's really nothing going on between
Timothy and me. | hope you won't hold anything against him because of me. Would you consider coming back to
The Gilded Whisper Estates? Timothy and Henry both need you."
Jessica's eyes were as cold and distant as ever.
Sheila was a woman, and she knew exactly what she was doing. She'd inserted herself into Timothy's life over
and over, and Jessica-Timothy's wife-couldn't possibly not care.
From the very first tJessica had met her, she'd made no effort to hide her displeasure.
But Sheila's explanations only made things murkier, which was precisely the effect she wanted.
Jessica raised her hand and made two gestures in sign language: "Move."
Sheila understood perfectly, her face turning a shade paler. "You don't believe me, do you?"
Jessica repeated the sgesture, unbothered: "Move."
But Sheila didn't budge, feigning distress. "Jessy, | know things have been tense between you and
Timothy since | cback to then et
country. | feel awful about it. Timothy only hadstay at The Gilded Whisper Estates because he was worried |
might have an allergic reaction at a hotel. But I've moved out now. | promise | won't get in your way again. So
please, don't make Timothy worry about you anymore. Go hearly, all right? I'm begging you."
Sheila's words sounded gentle and considerate.
But every syllable hit like a knife.
Jessica had no intention of wasting another second on this pointless .
Even if Sheila were sharing Timothy's bed right now, Jessica couldn't bring herself to care. Why should she?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEver since she'd learned about Sheila, she'd been preparing herself to step aside.
And yet, just like now, it was Timothy and Sheila who refused to let her go.
The man clung to her, the woman clung to her she couldn't understand it. They were supposed to be soulmates,
weren't they? She'd given up quietly, caused no scenes, and still they insisted on putting on this farce.
Jessica's face remained impassive. When she didn't respond, Sheila kept going: "And since Mr. Smith and Ines
both prefer your work, as soon as I'm healed, I'll go home. | won't take your spot or the role Mr. Smith
reserved for you. My father is Timothy's uncle, so yes, we're close family, but Timothy and | are just the same
age. Please, don't get the wrong idea, okay?"
She sounded sweet, innocent-her face the very picture of sincerity.
Jessica didn't bother with any more sign language. What was the point? Sheila
had no intention of moving aside.
Left with no other option, Jessica tried to step around her.
But Sheila grabbed her by the wrist.
Just then, Jessica saw Timothy returning.
Sheila's nails dug hard into Jessica's skin. Jessica wrenched her hand free, pain
flashing in her eyes.
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