Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 52

"What's that supposed to mean, Jessica?"

Sallie could hardly ignore how strange Jessica was acting today.

Jessica didn't speak-she never did and she clearly had no intention of pulling out her phone to type a reply for Sallie to read.

She'd already made up her mind: she didn't want her husband or her son

anymore. Why would she care what Sallie thought of her?

When Jessica remained silent, Sallie's irritation only deepened. Huffing, she snapped, "I'm calling Timothy right now. I'll tell him to dump you!"

With that, Sallie whipped out her phone.

Jessica didn't move. If Sallie really could convince Timothy to leave her, so much the better. She wanted the divorce anyway.

The call connected quickly.

find Jessica at the hospital, was already heading to

but she ignored me. Henry's still in the hospital and instead of taking care of her son, she's wandering all over the place. Honestly, if you ask me,

poured out all her pent-up anger in

reply was calm and even, his tone cool, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let her leave. I'll be

hair, her crimson lips curling into a mocking smirk. "I've called Timothy. He'll be here any minute. You'd better stay right

gaze, an ironic smile tugging at

brother with almost blinding devotion.

Jessica so much as a kind

always treated her like family, loving her as she would an older sister, never once

fractured her leg. Henry was just a few months old, and Timothy was out of town. Jessica moved into Sallie's loft with the baby, cooking and cleaning, taking care of everything. She'd even prepare dinner

she gave, it never melted Sallie's icy

trying to win over people who

pulled up beside Jessica, parking neatly

out, and Sallie hurried to meet

at her face. You'd

as striking and dignified as the day he'd walked up to her and asked if she would marry him.