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 help

was unmistakably

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

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

together, but she said nothing, staring

her chin, tilting her

me away lately?" he demanded, his grip tightening. "You think you can cheat on me and

face aside, anger burning across

away, biting down on her lip, fists clenched so

pulled out his own phone

can find

growled the

around, grabbing his arm, shaking her head desperately, pleading with

a surge of pain and fury through Timothy's

he nearly stepped forward to help her up, but stopped

at her, vulnerable and fragile,

made

Jessica began signing, her hands trembling: "Herbert

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