The performance was great, but it was just a rehearsal. No one knew what would the children be like when they truly went on stage, performing for a real audience. The local television station was hosting a Mid-Autumn Gala, and all the schools signed up for the competition segment. After several rounds of selection, Jessica and her play “Hear Your Voice” were fortunate enough to stay till the end. Dean was a voluntary teacher at the deaf and mute school. He came to the school when Jessica had gone on her maternity break, and when she came back, he had already served at the school for a little over half a year. He usually dropped by on the weekends. Every time he came, the children welcomed him like he was king. They loved to gather around him. Since the school had been having rehearsals for the play recently, he would drop by in the afternoon if he was free. Jessica waved at him. “The children worked harder than me. They are nervous,” she signed to him, looking worried. She fu
Before he arrived, the driver called Jessica, “Ma’am, Mr. Ferguson went to the Mid-Autumn Gala as per the invite. He told me to drive you to the old manor first.” Jessica tapped on the phone screen as a sign to express her acknowledgment. She then carried Winson in her arms. On the couch was the gift for the Mid-Autumn Festival which she had prepared for the elders in the family. Miss Susan helped her to take the gift down. The driver stood beside the car, but when Jessica came out, he did not even welcome her or open the door for her. Miss Susan glared at him before she put the gift in the car. The driver was a veteran driver for the Fergusons, and he was good at choosing sides. He knew that Jessica barely had any power in the family. Although he might call her ‘Madam’, he never treated her as Mrs. Ferguson. Jessica never liked to cause trouble, so she tended to be less calculative. The driver started the car and reached the old Fergusons’ manor in 20 minutes. Jessica got
Robert had reached the age at which he had to read the newspapers with a pair of glasses as it was quite demanding for him to discern the tiny words. He looked serious as he concentrated on the articles, but Jessica knew he was merely putting on a show because he did not want to look at her. Nevertheless, Jessica forced a smile on her face and put the gift she had gotten for Robert on the tea table. Lady Cecilia played with Winson for a while before she carried him to the garden. On the left of the manor was another smaller building. To be exact, it was a newly built single-story building for Old Master Ferguson after he fell sick. Old Master Ferguson was confined to his sick bed all year long. He would go out to the balcony for some sunlight if the weather was good and he only had a handful of visitors. As Lady Cecilia carried the great-grandchild to the old master, Jessica followed. However, when she reached the entrance, Jessica stopped. Without the old master’s permission,
Although it was just a single question, Old Master Ferguson was already tired. He waved his hand to send everyone out so that he could rest. When the group walked to the garden, the servant came by and informed them that dinner was ready. They then moved to the dining area. The table was filled with scrumptious dishes. Jessica waited for Robert and his wife to sit first before she took her seat beside the baby chair. Jessica had to prioritize feeding Winson at the table. She would feed him with a mouthful of baby food first before she ate from her own bowl. It was rather fun when the mother and son took turns to eat. However, it could only happen at home, not in the old Ferguson manor. Jessica would have to feed Winson first and make sure he was full before she could eat. There were rules in the family, and she was not allowed to casually have dinner with her son. If Blake was around, the situation would be better because he would usually carry Winson and feed the child. No o
Delighted, Lady Cecilia carried Winson and put him on her lap. “Little Winson is really smart and sharp. You spotted Daddy at first glance.” Lady Cecilia glanced at Jessica and saw her peeling an apple with the fruit knife. The moment Jessica saw the TV screen, her hand slipped and she cut her finger with the fruit knife. Fortunately, it was just a shallow cut. While she was not seriously hurt, it still stung just like how the scene stung her heart. Beside Blake was Kim. It was apparent that Kim was Blake’s partner for the Mid-Autumn Gala. Jessica and Blake had been married for a little more than two years. However, the heat surrounding their marriage had faded, and the husband and wife almost never got together in the public eye. She was the mute wife who appeared in her husband’s bed in such a degrading manner and was forced to get married because she got pregnant. The marriage was stretched to its limit. It was hanging on the edge and could break at any moment. Everyone
“Winson is already a little over a year old. You know, a child can barely remember anything before the age of 4. If you leave him now, he might not remember it in the future.” Jessica clenched her fists tightly without showing any response. Lady Cecilia noticed Jessica’s clenched fists. Her proud and contempt gaze at Jessica softened a bit as she sighed and said, “Why do you even insist on staying? There’s no love between you and Blake, and our family doesn’t like you. I’m sure you feel the same about us.“You used every possible method to get into our family back then because you want to save your family, the Scotts, am I right? Now, Scotts Corporation might not be as strong as it was, but it has overcome the financial crisis.“You can see it for yourself. With Blake’s status, what he needs is a wife that can help him in public and care for him in private. Unfortunately, you can’t do either.“As for Winson, I know it’s hard for you to leave him, but the child will grow…Of cours
She turned around and looked at Blake’s handsome face as he was still asleep. She smirked ironically and then turned back to the moonlight, enjoying it until it disappeared at dawn. At daybreak, Jessica finally felt sleepy, so she succumbed to slumber but woke up soon after that. The sun was already up, and the first light shed its brilliance over the floor while the dust danced in its rays. Jessica took a while to wake up from the dizziness. She was not used to sleeping with Blake. Every time she was in bed with him, she would sleep late and wake up early. Blake was still asleep, but his arm around her had softened. Jessica looked at his sleeping face again. Blake’s features were flawless. His brows were thick, his nose was high, and his facial features were pronounced. Everyone in the Fergusons had good looks, but as the son of the first beauty of Beijing, Lady Cecilia, Blake stood out. Be it when he was asleep or when he was awake, he was the perfect man. Jessica focused
Washing up took longer than usual this time. When Jessica walked out of the bathroom, Blake was already awake. The firm muscles on his naked chest looked like they had been smeared with honey. His skin color was a healthy glow, and the characteristics of the perfect man were extremely pronounced on his body. The man was unusually charming in the morning. He lazily slouched on the bed and looked at her, his gaze was as cold as ice and as sharp as knives. Jessica was surprised when she saw his finger pointing at the marriage certificate. The worn-out little booklet had seen better days. No matter how vibrant the red cover was before, it had lost its vividness under many layers of cellophane tape. The old-looking booklet did not match his long fingers with his distinctive joints as though his perfect hand ruined the red little booklet, making it a cruel scene to behold. He looked at her coldly and said, “Did you just keep it under your pillow?”Jessica did not deny it since he