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.

was the one who'd asked Herbert for help with the

tone was

and hung up, her fingers

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

said nothing, staring at

cold fingers seized her chin, tilting her face up

think you can cheat on me and

aside, anger burning across

head away, biting down on her lip, fists clenched

his own phone

everything you can find on Herbert-in thirty

practically growled

around, grabbing his arm, shaking her

through Timothy's chest.

a split second, he nearly stepped forward to

looked down at her, vulnerable and fragile, and for a moment,

made him

signing, her hands trembling: "Herbert has nothing

asked him for help-don't drag