Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 32

Timothy strode over, looming above Jessica with a cold, disdainful glare.

"Don't think pretending to be sick means I'll let you off the hook," he snapped.

Jessica frowned slightly. One hand was hooked up to an IV, so instead of signing, she typed her response on her phone and held it up for him to read.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

What responsibility did she have? She hadn't done anything wrong.

"When we got our marriage certificate, wasn't the deal to keep it secret? I thought we were on the same page. So why, of all times, did you have to make our marriage public now, hmm?"

On the same page? Jessica almost laughed in disbelief.

What woman marries the man she loves and doesn't want anyone to know about it? Keeping it secret was his decision, not hers.

She typed again: "I already explained this morning when I left the hospital. I keep my promises don't go blaming me for things I haven't done."

He sneered. "Are you really going to keep denying it? I checked the security footage. Two days ago, my father visited The Gilded Whisper Estates. I asked the house staff, and you were home that day."

still had no clue what Timothy was

showed him. "I told you, I didn't

further. His voice was icy. "If anything happens to Sheila

choked off the threat, swallowing it back. His eyes flashed like knives as he shot her one last

Jessica was left bewildered.

she certainly hadn't done anything to Sheila. Why was Timothy blaming her

Mabel came in

gently coaxed her did she manage to eat

insisted that Mabel head back to her chores. Mabel, the housekeeper, still had plenty to

finished, Jessica called a taxi back to The Gilded Whisper Estates to change clothes—she was still in

barely finished getting dressed when there was a knock at the

Two

Mr.

"Yes. And you

here to deliver a

The two carried a large, framed painting

It was the piece Ines had exhibited at the gallery-the one

sold it to