Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 18

It was clear now-Sheila truly mattered to Timothy.

So much so that he couldn't even tolerate sharing that simple marriage registration photo with anyone else.

For a man as reserved as Timothy, to fill an entire sheet of paper with Sheila's

name spoke volumes about the intensity of his feelings.

Jessica realized, perhaps she had overestimated her place in his world.

She'd believed that simply staying by his side would eventually earn his genuine affection.

Mabel noticed Jessica staring blankly at the wall and gently urged her, "Ma'am, you're the lady of this house. If you keep staying away, you're just making it easier for someone else to take your place."

If anyone was the intruder here, Jessica thought, it was probably herself.

"Ma'am, I'm glad you're home. Please, don't do anything rash. Now more than ever, you should stay here."

Jessica's face remained calm, almost expressionless.

If even Mabel could see that Timothy and Sheila's relationship was anything but ordinary, then the fact that Sheila was Timothy's aunt by marriage seemed even more ridiculous.

Jessica typed a message on her phone.

you for telling me all

Timothy and Henry over the years, and it

and Mr. Lawson still have your son.

A son...

curled into a barely-there,

having a child would

hope had

Ding-ding-

The doorbell rang.

went to

entered, leaning

but age hadn't dulled his sharpness. He still

and said quietly, "Come

Whisper Estates. She was still married to Timothy, which technically made her

been too confrontational to refuse outright, so she

cane. Though his eyes had clouded with age, they still held a chilling

truth, had always resembled

father remarried, and

had other sons as

And other grandsons.