Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 321

Otherwise, Vince would insist on hiding her away, forcing everyone to waste more time searching, and the longer the wounds festered, the harder they would be to heal.

With that, the people involved excused themselves and left.

Afterwards, a call was placed to Vince. He was the one who had taken Jessica today, and since Jessica couldn't speak or answer the phone herself, it made the most sense for Vince to act as her go-between.

Just then, Vince had only just parted ways with Yates. He informed the

coordinator that he'd bring Jessica to negotiate with Timothy, and promised to get in touch if any problems arose.

He returned to the hotel.

His secretary was sitting in the living room. The moment she saw Vince, she stood up. "Good evening, Mr. Zimmerman."

Vince lifted a hand, signaling for quiet. "Keep your voice down."

He lowered his own voice as well. "She's still asleep."

The secretary nodded.

"You can head home. I'll take it from here."

After she left, Vince tiptoed into the bedroom. Jessica was lying there, eyes

fanned out like

was restless-her brows

marks from fingers on her cheeks

this. After knowing Timothy for so many years, he'd always seemed the epitome of

How could he have-

darkened, and he closed his eyes for a moment,

in the bedroom, just watching over her, odd feelings stirring in his chest that he couldn't quite

Jessica opened her eyes again, dusk

the sky turned dark and Jessica

already told the mediation organizations he was willing to negotiate the divorce. Jessica wanted out so badly, he figured she'd be eager to come see him. Suddenly,

got up, just in time to see

felt a flicker

"You?"

Mabel's face was tense.

to

strode past her

it was Sheila, the light in his eyes dimmed

Sheila approached, looking

last night. I had no idea that bottle was so strong. I didn't mean for

up the events of

Timothy