Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 189

Chapter 181

Lately, Jessica could drive a saint to their breaking point.

The wolf was already at the door, and she still acted like she had no idea how to keep her own child safe-spending every waking minute stirring up trouble for Timothy.

As soon as Sallie left, the room's atmosphere thickened with tension.

Timothy struggled to sit up, propping himself with a pillow behind his back. One arm hooked up to a blood transfusion, the other to an IV drip-every movement slow and deliberate, pain written in every line of his body.

Jessica stood by, arms folded, watching with a frosty detachment.

Once upon a time, she would have been a mess of worry, hovering over him, fussing and fretting, barely able to breathe for all the heartache.

Now, Timothy-pale in his hospital gown but still exuding that unmistakable air of privilege―gestured to the empty spot beside him on the bed. His voice was low, rough, yet gentle. "Come here."

Jessica didn't move. She stayed rooted to the floor, her beautiful face set in cold determination. She raised her hand. "Where's my money?"

lingering on her. "I'm your man. You show up at the hospital and don't spare a word for how

back, "You've got plenty of people fussing

she wanted was

Timothy's lips. "So all this drama these

wish," she

with your whole heart spends his days thinking of someone else-writing her name over and over on paper. What woman wouldn't feel the

jealousy

between them. But he hadn't even

this time. Jessica didn't budge. She repeated her sign: "I want my

your money," he replied, his

the empty

didn't play along, she'd

and sat down at the edge of

He spoke softly. "By the way,

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