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?"

at the hospital and don't spare a word for how I'm

got plenty of people fussing

wanted was her money

curved Timothy's lips. "So all this drama these past few days-you've just

wish," she

you love with your whole heart spends his days thinking of someone else-writing her

jealousy faded to

a chance, wanted to lay everything bare between them. But he hadn't even waited for

Timothy said again, his voice firmer, more like a command this time. Jessica didn't budge. She repeated her sign: "I want my

your money," he replied, his tone

the empty space

play along,

down at the edge of

the way, I forgot to say-you look

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