Chapter 9

“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 course, no child will ditch their own mother, but do you really want people to laugh at him for having a mute as a mother? It will affect him growing up. After all, he is the future heir of the Ferguson family.”

Jessica lowered her head. She gripped her fists so tightly that her nails were embedded in her flesh. Her stiff body even started to tremble.

“Jessica, time flies. Think about it when you get back. If you leave Winson now, the pain will be short, and he will forget about you soon. Kim is good to Winson. She will take him as her own, so you don’t need to…”

Before Lady Cecilia could utter the word ‘worry’, Jessica had had enough, so she left.

…

Every time Jessica came back from the old Ferguson manor, she would be in a bad mood. Ms. Susan had gotten used to it.

Jessica asked her how Kim had gone back earlier. Did someone fetch her or did she leave by herself? Ms. Susan hesitated for a moment before she said, “Joe picked her up with the car.”

Joe Depp was Blake’s personal assistant. With that, how Kim appeared at the Mid-Autumn Gala was self-explanatory.

Jessica spared Ms. Susan the questions and carried Winson to bed. She accompanied him until he started to snore, then she went back to her bedroom.

A single lamp was left on in the living room. After Ms. Susan tidied up the place, she had gone back to her room as well.

At midnight, Jessica was fast asleep when she heard noises at the door all of a sudden, but she did not get out of bed to have a look. Instead, she turned over and continued sleeping.

It must be Blake.

Jessica was in a deep slumber, hence she did not hear her door being opened. It was until she felt the pressure on her body that she was forced to wake up.

Blake’s fiery hot lips that reeked of alcohol landed on her neck while his big hands went under her pajamas and skillfully undressed her.

After sex, he fell asleep with Jessica in his strong arms. Whenever this happened, Jessica always failed to free herself from his embrace. Even though she wanted a shower, she could not move.

The stickiness from the sweat made her uncomfortable, especially in his embrace. His sturdy chest and his body temperature that converged with her own...everything made her heart beat faster than usual. She could not fall asleep in such a situation.

Jessica opened her eyes and looked at the moonlight that shone through the gaps of the curtain.

It was Mid-Autumn night, so the moon was round and beautiful. She wondered if Blake had enjoyed the view of the moon with Kim when he sent her home?

Lady Cecilia’s words echoed in her ears again. Although she could not speak, she had an amazing memory. Every word that came out from Lady Cecilia’s mouth was etched clearly in her mind.