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.

snatched up the call. "This better be

she'd be spending the holiday all alone, God knows

tightened. "How

her right now. Just how cold-hearted can you be, leaving her all alone

I'm

Jessica by the arm, pulled her away from the door, and yanked

facing the door, Jessica's smile didn't last. Tears

now, his voice

so late that the world outside seemed unnaturally quiet, making it all

fallen from the terrace at Moonstrand

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

transferred the villa to him. He treasured the place, never letting anyone in except his sister, Sallie. Not even the cleaning staff were allowed inside; Timothy and

Sheila could make Timothy

Sheila ever broke

hotels. All she needed was a change of sheets, but Timothy insisted on bringing her home, just

or had a sore throat, Timothy would drop everything to be by her

a dry heave, bright blood spilling from her lips onto the floor-a

abdomen, her head swimming. She doubted she could even make it to the