Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 37

Jessica turned her head away. She couldn't speak, and even if she could, she was no match for him.

What was the point of explaining further, when he never believed her anyway?

Timothy, growing impatient with her silence, pressed on. "You're disabled, Jessica. You could have a peaceful, comfortable life, but instead you insist on making trouble. What is it that you want?"

He had a new project about to launch—something he'd been preparing for months. He didn't have the time or patience for this.

Jessica's fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned red.

In his eyes, she was nothing but an invalid. She was supposed to be grateful for the life she had now, to count her blessings-speechless or not, she could still live well enough. If it hadn't been for this family, she would never have ended up like this.

Still, Jessica said nothing.

Timothy was nearly at his breaking point.

"Even if you're set on a divorce, you're coming back with me to the family estate today-no arguments."

It was his grandfather's birthday. He had to bring her.

Thud, thud, thud.

knock sounded at the

yet? Great-Grandpa

the door, but immediately sensed something was off. He frowned, tilting his small face up to Timothy. "Dad, is Mom upset because Miss Sheila is

pressed his lips together,

as confirmation. He walked over to

made her fingers

gentle shake, his voice sweet and coaxing. "Mom, Miss Sheila's only staying with us because she gets allergic reactions when she stays in hotels. Don't be so

Jessica lowered her head.

as ever, but his words cut deeper

their home with open arms, and now her own son was siding with an outsider. Any show of emotion from her, and she was

ache spread from her stomach

her trembling hand

and son preferred Sheila, then so be it. Let Sheila accompany them to the family

"I've said it already-I'm not going

her. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut

the air, but when

eyes were bloodshot as he lowered his

get out

patience to argue