Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 64

Chapter 56

The house felt cold and empty.

At least Mabel greeted them, stepping forward to take Timothy's coat and bag, hanging them up with practiced care.

Timothy frowned slightly.

"Where's my wife?"

"She's upstairs, in her room."

His brow furrowed deeper. "Has she eaten?"

"Mrs. Carter said she wasn't hungry..."

Timothy didn't hesitate. He went straight upstairs and opened the bedroom door. Jessica sat at her desk, a pair of scissors in hand, focused on cutting out delicate patterns from a piece of paper.

He walked over. Jessica didn't even look up at the sound of his footsteps.

Leaning against the desk, Timothy gazed down at her. "So, you're not making dinner, and you're not eating either?"

continued snipping the paper,

in Timothy's chest. Lately, everything felt as if it were

voice dropped, shadowed with

a stack of papers from beside her, and

at him, sharp

tightened. He crumpled the papers in his fist and

"You'd throw away

sign language, her movements sharp.

smile and continued, her hands steady. *Tell me, Timothy. Is a 'good life' a husband who's always away on business, who brings another woman to parent-teacher day and lets her play

flicked to the bare wall where their wedding photo once hung, her hands still moving. *Or is it that you can't even stand to

the empty

turned his head, meeting

moment, a faint smile curved Timothy's lips, and his voice softened. "Jealous,

fight, expecting their argument to end with him storming out-a

But she recovered quickly.

change the subject,* she signed, her

gentler than before. "I'm the one who took down the photo. You wanted proper wedding pictures, didn't you? I'll arrange it. We'll go together, take

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