Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Henry's parents are such a perfect pair."

"No kidding-handsome dad, gorgeous mom. No wonder Henry's such a cute kid himself."

"Honestly, that family of three is enough to make anyone jealous."

Scrolling through those comments, Jessica felt nothing anymore. The emotions that once would have stung her heart had faded into numbness. What lingered was only a dull ache for the woman she used to be a woman who gave everything without reservation. Her eyes stung, tears pricking at the corners, threatening to spill over.

A sharp pain twisted in her abdomen, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

Mabel, the housekeeper, noticed something was wrong and hurried over. "Ma'am, are you feeling alright? Should I take you to the hospital?"

Jessica shook her head and quickly typed a message on her phone: "I'm fine. I just need to rest for a bit."

"Are you sure?"

Jessica nodded and tried to give a reassuring smile.

She got up, poured herself a glass of water, and slipped into the bedroom. From her bag, she took out the medication the doctor had prescribed for conservative treatment and swallowed a few pills as instructed.

wall —a blown-up image from their marriage registration. She had wanted to take proper wedding portraits for their new home, but Timothy had refused, claiming he disliked having his

taken dozens of

wasn't that he hated the camera, Jessica realized. He just didn't want photos with her. For seven years, she'd clung to

tear away this paper-thin illusion and tell Timothy she wanted a

sound of a car engine drifted

out, "Ma'am, sir

for the conversation ahead. As for her diagnosis, she had no intention of telling Timothy about the cancer. Even if she did,

the silvery fabric catching the light with a cold sheen. He lifted his chin slightly,

blouse flattered her fair skin, and he realized how often

His

Sheila stepped quietly

arms, their son Henry slept soundly, his small face nestled against Sheila's

home. Bold

in place. Mabel, sensing the

you're married. Your wife is here. It wouldn't be right for me to stay. I was

brow furrowed. The way Sheila spoke-as if she'd stayed

turned to Jessica. "Jessica, come

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