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.

"If you're not here to discuss the divorce,

Timothy's gaze narrowed.

was meddling

had

invested in seeing

eyes lingered

She really was beautiful.

flower

face outside, and

God she was still

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

grandmother was his grandfather's first love?" Jessica's anger flashed-her gestures were quick, cutting. "Only someone with a twisted mind

really are naïve. All right, fine, let's not talk

with Sheila, he'd had to

over a misunderstanding with Sheila to demand a divorce, she

was

the divorce." Jessica's tone was ice

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

moment was one

like something out of

had suddenly approached her, gentle but resolute, telling her he'd fallen for her at first sight and wanted her to