Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 136

Jessica's phone was still ringing. Ignoring Timothy's question, she rummaged through her handbag and pulled it out.

Herbert's name flashed on the caller ID.

She hesitated, torn about whether to answer.

Timothy climbed out of bed and strode over. Without warning, he snatched the phone from her hand.

She instinctively reached to grab it back.

But Timothy had already seen Herbert's name. His expression darkened, eyes narrowing with a cold, steely glint as he swiped to answer and put the call on speaker.

"Jess, did you add Attorney Riley? He's never lost a divorce case."

Timothy's jaw clenched, his features hard as iron, eyes glittering with icy menace. So it was really happening a divorce. And she was plotting with another man.

He'd forgotten to ask about those suspicious messages earlier. Now, here was another call, egging her on.

Timothy's voice was calm but sharp as frost, lips barely parting. "Trying to steal from under my roof, Herbert? Where'd you get the guts?"

Jessica's face went pale, then flushed.

asked Herbert for

tone was unmistakably

phone back and hung up, her fingers

smirk tugged at his lips. "What's got you so worked

knit together, but she said nothing, staring at him in

seized her chin, tilting her

grip tightening. "You think you can

aside, anger burning across

head away, biting down on her lip, fists clenched so tight her

pulled out his

want everything you can find on Herbert-in thirty

practically growled the

shaking her head desperately, pleading

Timothy's chest. He yanked his arm free, and Jessica lost her balance, collapsing

flickered. For a split second, he nearly stepped

and fragile, and for a moment, she seemed

made him

hands trembling: "Herbert has nothing

divorce. I asked him for help-don't drag him into