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.

racing toward the inevitable. She didn't

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

so many things

mood was unraveling quickly, anger flickering in

himself to keep his voice level. "We agreed

stuck to the agreement?" Jessica's slender fingers danced in the air, her anger

hands were graceful, delicate

on her hands, remembering how they felt against his skin -how long had it been since they'd touched each other

hold before

between a man and a woman should always be mutual-that's how you got quality, and he demanded quality in everything, whether it was

to get any

he spoke again, his voice had softened, losing some of its edge. "Not

with calm precision. "You've broken rule one and

is not allowed to force the wife to perform marital duties. Rule five: The husband must not publicly acknowledge the

remember every detail, don't

follow it to the letter. As far as he was concerned,

away, refusing to