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.

who'd asked

tone was unmistakably

and hung up, her fingers trembling. She couldn't let Herbert get

a faint, mocking smirk tugged at his lips. "What's got you so worked up? Worried I'll go

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

seized her chin, tilting her face up to meet his

pushing me away lately?" he demanded, his grip tightening. "You think you can cheat on me and get away with it? You better hope

aside, anger burning across his sharp

biting down on her lip,

his own

can

practically growled

grabbing his arm, shaking her

her so distraught over another man sent a surge of pain and fury through Timothy's chest. He yanked his arm free, and

he nearly stepped forward to

vulnerable and fragile, and for a moment, she seemed

made

hands trembling:

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