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.

you want." Jessica's gestures were impatient, sharp. "If you're not here to

Timothy's gaze narrowed.

Vince was meddling now,

already had her own

seemed invested in seeing this

eyes lingered

She really was beautiful.

flower in

do was show her face outside, and she'd attract a swarm of

she

you think. Haven't you wondered why he's so eager

because your grandmother was his grandfather's first love?" Jessica's anger

are naïve. All right, fine, let's not

with Sheila, he'd

Jessica was angry enough over a misunderstanding with Sheila to demand a divorce,

only reason he was willing to endure her

nothing to discuss between us-except the divorce." Jessica's

his cigarette into the ashtray. "From the moment I walked up to

moment was one

something out of a

gentle but resolute, telling her he'd fallen for her at first sight and wanted her to be his