Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 177

He'd always thought she looked delicate, but deep down, she was tough and relentlessly optimistic.

He never imagined she could fall apart like this-crying, helpless, her strength stripped away.

A memory flashed through his mind: a tear-stained little face.

"Timothy, you promised me back when Yates and I were playing house that you'd come and steal me away to be your bride. Why did you lie to me? Sob... Now Yates and I have had our pretend wedding, and I'm his wife. What am I supposed to do? I like you more, Timothy..."

Timothy frowned, closed his eyes, and only after a moment did he open them again.

This was only the second time he'd ever seen a girl break down and sob in front of him.

How did he comfort that little Zimmerman girl back then?

He told her he'd go with her to break off her "marriage" to Yates.

But there was no way he could use the same trick with Jessica. Promise her a divorce? That was impossible.

When Jessica looked up again, her tears were gone. Determined, she signed her words to him, her expression unwavering. "Timothy, no matter what you do, you can't stop me from divorcing you. Don't think freezing my accounts will make me back down. For seven years, I never once told you 'no,' but I have the right to now."

speaking, turned, and reached for the door

pressed his hand against the door, blocking

as he tried to soothe her. "I'll unfreeze your accounts. I'll

a time when she couldn't bear to

were different

herself to hold on for another six

him at twenty, and the seven best years

she only had six months

heart, that if their marriage slowly improved, she'd have time to work on her animation, to make

she could even squeeze in a weekend class, teaching kids how to make paper crafts-carry on her

life would suddenly run

That was

even have enough time

wouldn't give her

could she possibly expect from

him, hard, but Timothy

she rose up on

him away; she couldn't

poured all her frustration and regret into her teeth, biting him