Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 33

Jessica sat beside her on the antique wooden settee.

The two of them faced each other across a small coffee table, which was scattered with all sorts of delicate paper cuttings.

"Jessica, I'm just not satisfied with any of these decorations," Latonia sighed. "It's

a pity your grandmother passed away years ago. The neighbors told me you're quite talented too. Could I trouble you to make some for me?"

Jessica nodded silently.

She didn't speak a word.

Latonia had heard from Herbert that Jessica still hadn't regained her voice.

Latonia led Jessica around the villa, asking her to help spot the best places for the decorations. Jessica took her time, studying the rooms, and snapped photos on her phone of the spots that needed some color.

Communicating in gestures and notes on her phone, Jessica let Latonia know she could finish everything in about two days.

Latonia, who hadn't seen Jessica in so long, insisted she stay for dinner.

Afterwards, Latonia had Herbert drive Jessica home.

climbed into the car, Herbert glanced over.

need to buy some materials-could you drop

For paper cuttings?" Herbert was

smiled and

materials can be used for cutting designs. Your house has a classic look-if I use ordinary paper, it just wouldn't

with effortless elegance, her fingers nimble and wrists poised, making her sign

found himself looking forward to seeing her finished

learned the craft from her grandmother as a child, often

with intricate projects. Now, it seemed, she had blended old

she'd even surpassed her

the fabric market, but instead of leaving, he got

him off,

communicate with the sellers. Let me help with the signing,"

letting

barely stepped inside when Jessica spotted Timothy's

was carefully inspecting bolts of

Jessica

were twins, both

hard-charging career woman. After college, she'd used her degree to launch a boutique fashion label, now with stores all over the

seeing her as nothing more than a mute girl unworthy