Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 204

Timothy's handsome face was set in a cool, unreadable expression, a faint trace of confusion between his brows. “Did you need something here?” he asked.

Jessica replied in sign language, her gestures sharp and direct. "Yes. Move aside."

Timothy took his hand off the elevator's button panel and stepped back.

Jessica pressed the button for the 18th floor.

When the elevator doors slid open, she stepped inside without looking at him. Timothy followed her in.

She stood ramrod straight, as if he didn't exist.

The elevator reached the 18th floor. Jessica strode out, making her way quickly to suite 1808. The room was empty save for a server clearing away dishes.

Her brows knitted, and the light in her eyes dulled.

Timothy raised an eyebrow.

"This was where we just had dinner," he said. "Ines was here too. Are you looking for her?"

words confirmed what Jessica had already suspected-he'd come here tonight with Sheila to meet Mr.

for herself, only to learn her son had lied for

tightened in her

away, her steps unsteady. Her eyes were vacant and unfocused as she drifted back

would be plenty of chances. Why did she suddenly look

like a shell, a shadow moving through the

stepped into

followed, his lips pressed into a thin, tense line, his eyes

space. The

He caught sight of Timothy trailing after Jessica, whose face was drained of

"Timothy," Yates called out.

walking past like

kept his gaze

not herself," Yates

my time?" Timothy's voice was calm, but an icy edge lurked

lopsided smile. "So she's

was?" Timothy's reply was clipped. "She gave me

as real as it gets-she'll never be

not