Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 70

Jessica exited the page without reading a single word of the message.

Still, the image of Sheila's long, straight black hair lingered stubbornly in her mind.

She had the same kind of hair-glossy, dark, and perfectly straight.

Back when things were good, Timothy used to love playing with her hair, always saying how beautiful it was, how much he liked it...

But some things just can't bear close scrutiny.

Seven years-seven whole years. If she'd only paid a little more attention, maybe she would have seen everything sooner.

Her throat tightened, a choking sensation making it hard to breathe.

Love really does blind you, makes you rush headlong into disaster.

Timothy couldn't get in touch with Jessica.

Instead, he asked Mabel when Jessica had left and checked which flights she might have taken, then headed to the airport ahead of time.

There were only two possible flights she could be on.

He waited until the second flight landed, but Jessica never appeared.

Standing by the arrivals gate, Timothy's brow was drawn tight with worry.

rushed home after hearing his grandfather was unwell, only to

on and didn't

there, Timothy decided to use the opportunity

close and respectful their marriage was, he'd have no reason to object

grandfather was looking forward to meeting Jessica and had even prepared a home-cooked

Sheila called him.

did you find Jessica

"No."

"She can't speak-do you think she might have run

than he meant, betraying his

paused, caught off guard

I'm a bit worried about Jessica. I shouldn't have said

Timothy realize he'd

blaming you. She can't speak, but she understands

always brought a notepad and pen. If she didn't feel like writing, she'd

but maybe check with Mabel again, or have your

"Alright."

you go—you're

Timothy immediately called his assistant,

check if my

back into his pocket but kept his eyes glued to the

hour later, Allen's

Lawson, I've checked-all recent flights show no bookings for Mrs. Lawson." Timothy's