Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 137

He couldn't be bothered to argue with her over the same issue again.

Divorce was out of the question.

"Fine, you want to go through the courts? I'd like to see which lawyer has the guts to take on my divorce case."

Timothy let go of her shoulders, turned on his heel, and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

The loud bang echoed through the room, hitting Jessica like a physical blow to the chest.

Her strength gave out. She slid slowly down the wall until she sat on the floor, legs curled beneath her.

How could she, all alone, possibly win against someone as powerful as Timothy?

He refused to let her go, clinging to a marriage that held not a shred of love.

Clearly, he really needed a legitimate wife-someone to help shield Sheila from suspicion.

He doted on Sheila, after all.

he bear to let their affair come to light and

choice but to become the sacrificial lamb for their

very beginning, she'd known she was no match for Timothy. She'd thought about leaving

their marriage would end

still a person, with feelings and dignity. She couldn't

she wanted a divorce-a

modest wish, Timothy

death, just as she'd once imagined, to

had barely stepped out of the room when

Miss Sheila coming

dropped, cool and stern. "Don't you

when I was sick. Why should I miss her?" He

but her

He'd cried.

all the way over, comforted him, and stayed

the nurse's son told the other kids

even said that several of the cartoons they all