Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 160

"Mr. Lawson."

Timothy's voice was cool and detached. "Check the balance on the card I gave to my wife. How much is left?"

"One moment, sir."

A brief silence. Then Secretary Allen spoke up. "Twelve million."

Timothy's brow furrowed. Twelve million wasn't much by his standards. If Jessica wanted to return to a normal life, that sum would be more than enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for the rest of her days.

But she was Timothy's woman. How could she settle for an ordinary life?

"Freeze the card."

His words were cold as ice.

Secretary Allen hesitated, caught off guard, but knew better than to ask questions. "Understood. I'll do it right away."

"And look into what happened at the Wheeler Group."

With that, Timothy ended the call.

He strode across the room to the balcony, his long legs carrying him to the glass doors. He lit a cigarette, exhaling slowly into the night.

Outside, darkness pressed in, thick as velvet.

This house, this life-so many years of

hadn't been feeling well

eyes again, she was gasping

back were

of that fire, the one

her heart had been knotted with fear-afraid Timothy would be hurt, afraid she'd lose

now, she could still feel

calm down. Timothy's affairs, from this day

to take a shower, only to remember she hadn't brought any luggage with her

go out and buy some

no idea what exactly had happened with the Wheelers. Once she was sure Timothy wouldn't take

outfits, then handed her card to

cashier slid the card through the reader. Jessica entered her

Transaction failed.

screen flashed: Card

She'd used this card for seven years. She'd been using it these last few days

but this card isn't working. Do you have

and typed on her

Still, the

smile

belonged

day, saying there were two hundred thousand dollars on it enough for a shopping spree. Not long

he was worried she'd be bored at home, so he kept giving her money