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.

exposed, nothing but the tangled bedsheets to hide her shame, while Timothy walked away looking as

apartment-otherwise, why else would she barge in without

what he'd just done to Jessica, the thought

way she'd ever believe that Timothy and Sheila, living together under one roof, were just innocent

brazenly bring Sheila home right in front of her, what

voice drifted in from the other room. Jessica could hear them talking, and

her in. She needed to wash every trace of him off before she

on the shower; the steady rush of water drowned out every

the

eyes drifted to the coffee table and landed on the silver swan brooch resting

pretended not to

received her own gift first. Even if Jessica had one now, she'd

you talk to her?" Sheila kept up her usual

replied

"Since I got back, I haven't properly

Jessica hadn't been herself. Sheila had said she was just his aunt, but Jessica clearly didn't believe it.

a chance to clear

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