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.

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

apartment-otherwise, why else would she barge

what he'd just done to Jessica, the thought made

she'd ever believe that Timothy and Sheila, living together under

Timothy could brazenly bring Sheila home right in front of her, what else was

have you seen Jessica?" Sheila's voice drifted in from the other room. Jessica could hear them talking, and realized Sheila wouldn't be coming in for now. She gathered her clothes and

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

rush

the bedroom,"

table and landed on the silver swan

pretended not

dumb—after all, she'd received her own gift first.

Sheila kept up her usual act, all sweetness and concern for Timothy's

on between us," Timothy replied quietly. He had

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

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

was a

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