Chapter 8

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 knew that Blake was married. While they knew he might have accepted the marriage on the outside, deep inside his heart, he never acknowledged the marriage. He just never put his feelings in words.

Whenever he appeared at any public event, the partner that he brought would range from upper-class socialites to celebrities. Jessica, who was Mrs. Ferguson in name, had never accompanied him to any kind of event.

Although Jessica had gotten used to it, her numbed heart would still sting for a while.

Lady Cecilia said, “I heard the consul of the Spanish Embassy was invited to the gala. Fortunately, Ms. Jackson is there to translate for Blake. How nice.”

Jessica subtly curled her lips and showed a dull but polite smile.

Lady Cecilia had mentioned Kim’s name twice in front of her tonight. Be it carrying out her duty as a mother to raise the child at home, or the duty of a wife who accompanied her husband at a public event, Kim was the ideal daughter-in-law to Lady Cecilia.

Family background, education, looks, and temperament were all criteria that were meticulously considered when Lady Cecilia picked a home tutor for her grandson. In actuality, she was looking for the qualities of a daughter-in-law in Kim.

Truth be told, according to the Fergusons’ status, she could have gotten a better candidate, but the family loved Winson, so Lady Cecilia must find a woman who loved children. In the end, Kim was selected.

Robert also saw the pair on the TV. Delighted, he took a sip of tea and said, “I heard Kim is studying Russian.”

“Oh, really? It sounds like a difficult language to learn.”

Jessica’s in-laws chatted about Kim whereas she had completely turned into an outsider. She quietly peeled the apple with a single slice. The skin did not have a single crack or nick on it, but in the end, Winson mischievously pulled the long apple peel, tearing it into two.

Lady Cecilia carried her grandson up and pointed at the TV when Kim was on screen. “Little Winson, do you like Teacher Kimmy?”

Jessica tightened her lips. There were slight wrinkles on her calm face as if she was holding back her grievance. She even tightened her grip on the apple to the point that juice started to drip from the flesh.

Before the Mid-Autumn Gala ended, Jessica signed to her in-laws and told them that she wanted to go back. The reason was simple: Winson had to sleep early.

The driver was waiting outside, so the servants loaded the car with the gifts Lady Cecilia had bought for Winson.

Just when Jessica wanted to carry Winson into the car, Lady Cecilia called her back, “Jessica, hold on for a moment. I have something to tell you.” She sounded calm and somewhat cold.

Jessica was used to her cold tone, but strangely, her heart skipped a beat when Lady Cecilia called her. She put Winson in the car and gave him a teddy bear to distract him for a while. Then, she followed Lady Cecilia to the side of the garden.

“Jessica, how long have you been married to Blake? Three years?”

Jessica puckered her lips and nodded.