Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 184

Everything had been settled. Even if Jessica was reluctant to return, she had no choice now.

By the time they arrived back at The Gilded Whisper Estates, it was already past midnight.

As fate would have it, Sheila was just stepping out of the house, a suitcase in tow.

"Timothy, Jessica. You're back," Sheila greeted them, a gentle smile on her lips. Jessica's expression was cold and indifferent. Whatever happened to Sheila had nothing to do with her.

It was Timothy who spoke, his voice neutral. "You're leaving?"

Sheila nodded. "I've been staying at your place these past few days, and I don't want to trouble you any longer. I have to start at Ines's studio tomorrow, and it's a bit far from here. I booked a hotel closer to work."

Timothy's brow furrowed slightly. "What if you have another allergy flare-up?"

He remembered Henry mentioning that Sheila tended to be allergic to hotel bedding, which was why she'd been staying with them in the first place.

Jessica had no patience for any of this. Without a word, she walked towards the house.

Sheila hurried to reassure Timothy, "It's fine, really. You know me it's just the linens. I've already purchased my own and had them sent to the hotel."

inside, shutting out the rest of

just about the linens. Timothy knew that

at the corners of

it had become Timothy's excuse to let Sheila move into The Gilded

take you," Timothy offered, making no move

things up. I imagine that's why she doesn't like me very much. Honestly, it's my fault for not leaving sooner, making things tense between

heart. You'll be working with Ines for a while, and a hotel isn't a long-term solution. Bear with it for

need, really. I've already contacted a realtor. It's just me, so I'll buy a small

suitcase behind her and left

Timothy stood there, frowning.

promised himself he would always

could she

grandparents emigrated and the city redeveloped the area. They'd sold off the rest of their properties too, once

there was still

took out his phone and dialed

saw his name flash on the screen. A small, satisfied smile

"Hello, Timothy?"

bother with the hotel," he said. "Go to Moonstrand

exactly what Sheila had