Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 143

"Jessica."

Timothy's voice brushed against her ear, low and warm, his breath stirring the air between them and making her head spin.

"Try to get some sleep."

His hand moved gently over her lower abdomen, soothing her.

Her heart fluttered and ached at once.

He didn't even realize how seductive his tenderness was.

Before long, she drifted off, lost in a hazy, comforting drowsiness.

The next morning.

Jessica opened her eyes to find the bed beside her empty. From the bathroom came the soft sounds of running water and the clink of toiletries.

She slipped out from under the covers. To her surprise, the cramps she'd suffered the night before had vanished completely.

Timothy stepped out of the bathroom.

He looked impeccable-dressed in a crisp suit, hair neatly combed, clean-shaven and radiant. Handsome to the point of perfection.

aren't you sleeping a

the clock. It was already nearing nine. Not exactly

stand up when Timothy strode over, scooping her effortlessly

a split second as her feet left the ground, her heart nearly

flickered with concern. "Save your strength. I'll carry you to

electric toothbrush, squeezed out a perfect stripe of toothpaste,

isn't stronger, she thought, I'll never survive his gentle

the wall, half-lidding his eyes. His voice was soft and casual. "I cleared my schedule for the next few days. I'll be home on time every night. I'll make arrangements for you to start

put down the toothbrush, then signed to him,

to give her supervisor

up as a pretext to negotiate

yet, Timothy still hadn't tried to find a way for Sheila to become the supervisor's student. Always

stepped in, it would only make things

he said finally. "You know Ines better. Once you've talked it over, let me know. I'll make sure

wanting to

away for work was out of the question;

nothing more. She would wait and see. He cared about Sheila too much—surely he

finished getting ready,

nowhere to be

matched her outfit and placed it

up. You weren't feeling well last night, so I told him not to wake you. The driver's already taken