Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 150

Chapter 142

Jessica's face had turned pale, her gentle eyes frozen in a moment of shock.

Timothy's tenderness poured over her like a wash of moonlight-so overwhelming, she felt as if she might drown in it.

A deep, gnawing fear rose inside her.

She was terrified of falling for him again.

Hidden beneath the silk comforter, her hand clenched into a tight fist, fingernails

digging into her palm for a sharp sting that helped anchor her in reality.

She pressed her lips together and turned her delicate face slightly away.

She wanted nothing from him-not even his kindness.

Timothy, unusually patient tonight, spoke in a low, velvety voice. "Don't want me to feed you like this?"

She didn't quite understand what he meant.

No matter how much she hurt, she didn't want to accept his help—not even a cup of hot tea from his hands.

wanted was to draw a clear

silent, Timothy's long, elegant fingers reached out and gently

then leaned in his strikingly handsome features filling her vision-pressed his lips to hers, and held her jaw, forcing

warmth of the tea

him away, her face twisting with

Timothy didn't let go not until she'd swallowed every drop

coughed, her throat burning from the heat-or maybe from something else

eyes shimmered, wide and wet, as she stared up

fingertip, he gently wiped the last trace of ginger

to feed you like

sip of tea and returned to kiss her again, catching Jessica off guard.

tea was sweet with a bitter edge-bitterness

had given

had always shown her this tenderness, would she have drowned

mingling with the heat of his hand, creating a rush of comfort

to the amusement park tomorrow. If your

them, this

knew better. This was nothing but a beautiful illusion, as fleeting as dew in

Timothy fed

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