Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 97

Her darling son was now siding with outsiders to deceive her...

And yet, just a sliver of kindness from Timothy was enough to make her doubt everything she'd believed.

She even caught herself hoping to hear his explanation, longing for him to make it all clear.

But what kind of explanation did she expect, really? He'd taken Sheila on a business trip and they were staying together. What was there left to explain?

She felt utterly useless.

A single gentle word from Timothy, and she crumbled.

If Timothy truly cared about her, why had it taken him seven years to remember her birthday?

Love really was a master illusionist, blinding people to the truth.

Jessica picked up her phone, left the bedroom, and handed it back to Mabel.

Mabel noticed how pale Jessica looked. She wanted to ask if there had been a fight with Mr. Smith, but didn't dare press further. Ever since Sheila had appeared in their lives, the whole house felt tense and on edge.

Jessica typed a message on her phone.

"Mabel, I'm craving those crystal dumplings from Velvet Fork. I'm heading out for a bit."

"Please be safe, ma'am."

her wedding ring and set it gently on

with her except her small purse as

by the curb, she waited for

beside her. The window rolled down halfway and Herbert leaned

Little Mute, where

"Why

you're

door. Jessica hesitated, then slid into the

car pulled away, Herbert glanced over. "So, Little Mute, you still haven't told me

"Take me to the train station. I want to go home." That morning, she'd skipped breakfast so she could rush

had made her so angry she'd almost passed out, and then everything at home

had been

weakly

He didn't feel right about letting

free today anyway. Let me

a two or three hour drive,"

don't trust

that. I just

urgent I need to do. Last time I visited home, I hardly had time to

nodded silently,

while, Herbert spoke again. "That day... Sallie didn't give you any