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.

Jessica at the hospital, was

her, 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

out all her

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

her hair, her crimson lips curling into a mocking smirk. "I've called Timothy. He'll

her gaze, an ironic

with almost blinding devotion. Timothy was her pride and joy, and in

had never given Jessica so much

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

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 with Henry strapped to her

matter how much she gave, it never melted Sallie's icy

to win over people

up beside Jessica, parking

Sallie hurried to meet

look at her face. You'd think I owed

day he'd walked up to her and asked if she would marry him. But