Including today, she'd come to Jessica's house.
But Jessica hadn't shown up.
Ines could pretty much guess what that meant.
Jessica didn't need a career.
A man like Timothy and their son—that was Jessica's whole world now.
Ines knew she had to stop hoping Jessica would ever return to the animation industry.
Timothy personally walked Ines to her car, waiting until she'd driven off before heading back into the house.
Ines noticed every detail from the car window.
He really was a good man.
As long as Jessica was happy, that was enough.
Once Timothy saw Ines off, Mabel approached him. "Sir, I couldn't find Mrs. Bennett anywhere."
No sooner had Mabel spoken than Timothy spotted Jessica.
His gaze, low and weary, fixed on her.
Jessica walked toward him, looking lost, almost broken.
Mabel followed Timothy's line of sight and, seeing Jessica, quietly stepped back.
Jessica stopped in front of Timothy. She lifted her tear-bright eyes to meet his, the corners tinged a faint pink.
Timothy pressed his thin lips together. His voice was deep and cold. "Where were you?"
Jessica didn't answer. She dropped her eyes and headed for the study.
Timothy followed her instinctively.
With a calmness that bordered on numbness, Jessica pulled a stack of papers from a drawer—already signed divorce papers—and handed them to Timothy.
Timothy's expression grew even colder as he stared at the bold letters across the first page: Divorce Agreement.
"Don't you find this all a little pointless?"
Jessica set the papers down, her hands forming the words with firm, practiced gestures: "I want a divorce."
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