Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 65

Jessica signed, her hands moving in graceful arcs. "I don't quite understand- what do you mean?"

"She means the idea of you making some extra money with your paper cuttings," Herbert explained. "She doesn't know you're married to Timothy. She probably thinks, since you can't speak, life must be hard for you and wants to help by introducing some business your way."

A gentle smile touched Jessica's lips as her slender fingers danced. "Mrs. Reynolds is just looking out for me. I don't mind at all."

Herbert glanced over at The Gilded Whisper Estates-an enormous mansion, easily several times the size of his family home. There was absolutely no need for Jessica to work for extra cash.

Yet Jessica showed no trace of arrogance or vanity from marrying into wealth. She still cut paper decorations for his mother and never made her status public. She remained as gentle and kind as ever, humble without being self-effacing.

Even though she couldn't speak, she was someone truly worthy of care and affection.

"Little Mute, is he good to you?" Herbert asked suddenly.

respond.

necklace I gave you last time-why haven't you been

pang of guilt at the

had broken. Timothy had thrown it to the floor that day before dragging her out

bring it with me," she signed, fibbing just a little. She planned to find some time to return

said, satisfied. "Once you get it back, use it often-it'll get easier the more you

Jessica nodded.

his car, rolled the window down halfway, and waved. "Bye, Little

Herbert had changed a lot gone from a streetwise

Maserati pulled up with a

a bold red, oversized sunglasses perched on

the house, you sure have some nerve-bringing strange men right to the