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."

ring and set

take anything with her except her small

curb, she

a familiar car pulled up beside her. The window rolled down halfway

Little Mute, where you

"Why are

in-wherever you're going, I'll give you a

and opened the passenger door.

"So, Little Mute, you still

morning, she'd skipped breakfast so she could rush back to the hospital

had made her so angry she'd almost passed

her energy had been drained,

fluttered weakly as

pale and exhausted she looked. He didn't

anyway. Let me drive you

three hour drive," Jessica signed

don't trust

replied, "It's not that. I just don't want

to the country. There's nothing urgent I need to do. Last time I visited home, I hardly had time to see any family

nodded silently, letting it

again. "That day... Sallie didn't give you any trouble, did