Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 132

Chapter 124

"Timothy, are you there?"

It was Sheila's voice.

Timothy rolled off Jessica, pulling the covers over her naked body.

He hadn't even bothered to close the bedroom door when he brought Jessica in, still flush from their passion.

Now footsteps echoed down the hallway, getting closer.

"Timothy?" Sheila called again, her voice right outside.

"I'm in the bedroom," he replied, trying to sound casual. "Wait for me in the living room."

"Oh, all right," Sheila answered, her footsteps retreating.

Timothy had only slipped off his jacket. Now, with deliberate composure, he tidied his clothes, shrugged his jacket back on, and left the room.

Jessica felt a wave of humiliation wash over her.

the tangled bedsheets to hide her shame, while Timothy

shared the same apartment-otherwise, why else

done to Jessica, the

ever believe that Timothy and Sheila, living together under one roof, were just

in front of her, what else was he capable

from the other room. Jessica could hear them talking, and realized Sheila wouldn't

She needed to wash every trace of

shower; the steady rush of water drowned out every sound

the bedroom,"

coffee table and landed on the silver swan brooch

not to

brooch for Jessica, but Sheila could play dumb—after all, she'd received her own

her?" Sheila kept up her usual

nothing going on between us," Timothy replied

smile. "Since I got back, I haven't properly seen Jessica. It's lunchtime-why don't I treat you

clearly didn't believe it. Maybe she was still upset about the whole thing-after all, she cared so much about Henry, and

this lunch was a

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