Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 255

Timothy was just about to explain when the shrill ring of his phone cut him off.

His heart stuttered. Was it Sheila calling?

He'd intended to head straight to Moonstrand Villas, but then he'd realized-if Jessica was leaving, Vince would be the one to drive her. She hadn't been back to The Gilded Whisper Estates for the past two or three days, which meant she must have had somewhere else to stay. So he'd waited outside Zimmerman Manor, and sure enough, he'd seen Vince walk her out.

He'd tailed them all the way here.

His original plan was just to find out where she was living and leave.

But in the end, he just couldn't help himself. He'd followed her inside.

Sheila would be worried if he didn't show up soon.

But the call wasn't from Sheila. It was Kane Sutton.

Timothy hung up, his voice noticeably gentler as he turned back. "What's going on between Sheila and me isn't what you think. Seven years ago, when I married you, it was because_"

His phone rang again.

Still Kane.

call. "This better be important,

worried she'd be spending the

"How

ambulance-listen, the paramedics are working on her right now. Just

hospital? I'm coming

the arm, pulled her away from the door, and yanked it open, still clutching his

door, Jessica's smile didn't last. Tears spilled down her cheeks before she even

had sounded frantic just now,

quiet, making it all too easy for

the terrace at

at the Lawsons' mention it before—the villa Timothy's grandparents had given his

the place, never letting anyone in except his sister, Sallie. Not even the cleaning staff were allowed inside; Timothy and Sallie always insisted on tidying

could make Timothy this

broke through his

a change of sheets, but Timothy insisted on

had a sore throat,

over with a dry heave, bright blood spilling from her lips onto the floor-a vivid, shocking red that

her head swimming. She doubted she