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?"

snipping the paper, blatantly

slow burn of frustration flared in Timothy's chest. Lately, everything felt as if it were slipping out of his

voice dropped,

the scissors down, picked up a stack of papers from beside her, and handed

words *Divorce Agreement* stared back at him, sharp as a slap. Jessica

He crumpled the papers in his fist and tossed them into

his tone crisp. "You'd throw away a

in sign language, her movements sharp. *What is a

gave a bitter 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

her hands still moving. *Or is it that you

followed her eyes to the

head, meeting Jessica's cool, clear

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

for a fight, expecting their argument to end with him

But she recovered quickly.

change the subject,* she signed, her

down the photo. You wanted proper wedding pictures, didn't you? I'll arrange

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