Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 272

Jessica found the whole thing laughable.

Everything was out in the open-who needed his explanations anymore?

A flicker of relief crossed her mind, thinking back to the day he ordered that cake for her, nearly coaxing her into giving him another chance.

Yet, he and Henry had doused her with a double shot of cold reality, snuffing out the last spark of hope she still held for their marriage.

The man standing before her-such a hypocrite.

His feelings for Sheila were already impossible to hide, yet he still pretended to be so serious, so righteous.

Did he really take her for a fool?

Jessica pressed her lips together, raising a hand to answer, "I have nothing to ask you. Let's skip the pleasantries and get to the point I'm busy and don't have time for this back-and-forth."

Timothy was still smoking, eyes shadowed and unreadable through the swirling haze.

With a cool detachment, he finally spoke. "Even if I explained, you wouldn't listen. So, you want a divorce, and somehow that's my fault? Is that what you're saying?"

She almost laughed.

The way his mind worked was truly something else.

impatient, sharp. "If you're not here to discuss the

Timothy's gaze narrowed.

was meddling now,

already had her own

and more people seemed invested in

lingered on

She really was beautiful.

flower

her face outside,

God she was still

as you think. Haven't you wondered why he's so eager to get you a

his grandfather's first love?" Jessica's

out a short, humorless laugh. "You really are naïve. All right, fine, let's not talk about Vince. Let's

things with Sheila, he'd had to leave because of

with Sheila to demand a divorce, she must still

he was willing to endure

discuss between us-except the divorce." Jessica's tone was

about divorce nonstop," Timothy said, crushing his cigarette into the ashtray. "From the moment I walked up to you seven years ago and decided to

was one Jessica

something out of

gentle but resolute, telling her he'd