Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 273

Timothy suddenly stood up, grabbed Jessica around the waist, and hauled her over his shoulder. Ignoring her struggles, he strode straight into the bedroom.

He tossed her onto the bed with little care.

Without hesitation, Timothy loosened his tie, climbed over her, and used the tie to bind her wrists together.

Jessica kicked out wildly, but he pinned her legs down with his own, holding her in place until the knot was secure.

Timothy was seething, his movements harsh. The tie, stiff and unyielding, bit painfully into Jessica's wrists.

He leaned down, gripping her chin with cold fingers. "You think making a fool of me is fun, is that it?"

Yet he was the one trampling her dignity, her feelings...

With her hands tied, Jessica had no way to fight back.

Timothy grabbed the collar of her blouse and yanked hard.

The buttons popped off, exposing her bare skin and the pale bra beneath.

A wave of shame crashed over her.

She tried to kick him again, but Timothy pressed her legs down firmly, refusing to budge.

He'd held back for so long, the tension almost unbearable.

time, he would stop halfway-he didn't want

stockings, his hands rough and impatient. Jessica's eyes went wide with fear and humiliation, tears springing to

helpless, trembling form only made

fire burned low in his stomach, heat radiating

for the days when

been brutal

her relax; if he

trying to ease her tension, to

she wanted to bite

Thud, thud, thud-

sounded

released her lips and snapped,

Mabel. The water pipe in the guest bathroom burst—there's water everywhere, I'm worried

Timothy immediately got up.

room was right above the

held

vanished. He untied the knot around Jessica's

comforter and wrapped it around her

shot her a cold look, then zipped up his trousers

his clothes before heading

him as they rushed toward the

water spreading across the floor, his voice was icy. "Didn't you

do it right