Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 82

"Easy now, don't make a fuss. Tonight, I'll give you what you want, alright?"

It was rare for Timothy to take the time to coax her like this.

He hoped she would realize her mistake and behave herself.

A little sulking now and then-he could tolerate that.

His breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and coaxing.

Jessica felt like she was losing her mind.

What had she done to make him think she was desperate for him?

She reached out, pressing her palm firmly against Timothy's chest.

He straightened up, his dark eyes fixed on her. The gentle, refined look from moments ago had clouded over, replaced by something far more somber.

Jessica glared at him, her hands moving swiftly in sign language: *"I don't want this. Stop forcing things. If you keep pushing, what happened last time will happen again."*

She couldn't have made her feelings any clearer.

He hadn't caught him cheating-at least, not physically.

But emotionally, that betrayal was just as real to her and just as unforgivable.

loving wife anymore, not

of anger twisted Timothy's

lose his temper easily, but lately, she'd pushed him to the edge more than once. Not all of it was her fault, but she kept

spoiled her over the years, letting her get too comfortable,

He was done negotiating.

you take them to bed, they

didn't hurt herself, unlike the last time, when

let her get

Jessica could react, he pressed his mouth to

but the difference in their strength was absolute. He

tears slid from Jessica's wide, beautiful eyes, soaking her thick, fluttering lashes. The taste

Timothy froze.

seeing the redness

tiny droplets clinging to them. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips

from her cheek with the back of his

you crying? Did I hurt

clenched her jaw so hard she thought her teeth might

couldn't speak, couldn't shout-she was mute, her voice

to

arm, signing slowly: *"Timothy,

slid around her waist, lifting her as easily as

caught sight of the desk behind

shame crashed over her. She buried her