Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 235

Timothy didn't mind the place being small. In fact, once he stepped inside, his restless heart finally began to settle.

He let go of Jessica's wrist and made himself comfortable on an old wooden armchair in the living room, acting entirely at home.

He looked up at Jessica, his gaze dark and unreadable.

"Come sit down. We need to talk."

Timothy made no effort to act like a guest; he was as at home here as anywhere.

Jessica raised her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Unless we're talking about the divorce, there's nothing left for us to discuss."

Timothy's brief calm was instantly shattered by her words.

"Do you realize how annoying it is for a woman to keep threatening divorce? It gets old, you know."

"Then get it over with," Jessica shot back, her patience thinner than his. "I'm even more tired of it than you."

This marriage was a disaster. He could afford to waste a lifetime, but she couldn't.

the inevitable. She didn't have time to drag

back in touch with Mr. Smith, land that role, and start adjusting as

running out of time. There were still so

steadied mood was unraveling quickly, anger flickering in

level. "We agreed on a month. What's with

fingers danced in the air, her anger barely

her hands were graceful,

his skin -how long had it been since they'd touched

thought took hold before he could stop

always be mutual-that's how you got quality, and he demanded quality in everything, whether

didn't want things to get any more strained between

edge. "Not even a single kiss? Does that count as

off her points with calm precision.

to force the wife to perform marital duties. Rule five: The husband must

remember every detail,

to that contract to keep her from leaving. He'd never intended to follow it to the letter. As far as he was concerned, everything between

turned away, refusing to