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, blatantly

burn of frustration flared in Timothy's chest. Lately, everything

voice dropped,

picked up a stack of papers from beside her, and handed them to

him, sharp as

tightened. He crumpled the papers in his fist and

cool, sideways glance at Jessica, his tone crisp. "You'd throw away a perfectly good life. What exactly is

sign language, her movements sharp. *What

'good life' a husband who's always away on business, who brings

hands still moving. *Or is it that you can't even stand to

eyes to the empty space

turned his head, meeting Jessica's cool,

smile curved Timothy's lips,

moments ago, she'd been ready for a fight, expecting their argument

But she recovered quickly.

the subject,* she signed,

his voice 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 as many as you like. Forget about that

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