Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 373

The only reason Timothy knew anything about seal script was because of his grandfather, Abell. Abell was famous for his elegant handwriting, and his favorite style was always the ancient, flowing seal script.

As a boy, Timothy had spent many years living with the Howard family. During that time, he'd often practiced calligraphy with Abell, learning to master the

brushstrokes of those intricate characters.

Once, Timothy had even won first prize in a youth calligraphy competition.

Maybe some things are just destined.

Meanwhile, Vince was taking Jessica to a framing shop. On the way, his mind kept circling back to his feelings for her. Was it really love?

If it was, why didn't he feel jealous of Herbert's pursuit of Jessica? Why didn't it hurt that Timothy was her husband? None of it fit the usual script, and yet, his feelings for her were undeniably different-special, even.

Was his love just that accepting? Or maybe it wasn't love at all.

They soon arrived at the shop, picked out the materials, and quickly settled into the framing process.

sound of

perked up,

to pound in his chest-just like it had the

trembling with anticipation. "They're here! Come on, let's greet them together," she called out

on her way

and Abell both cared deeply about this first meeting with Jessica. Together, they

What brings you

injured, and I came all this way to find him. But on the way, my flight hit terrible weather-we had to make

sweetheart. You're safe now, that's

never make it back. Where's

"I'm here," Timothy answered.

of his voice, Sallie broke away from Sandra and hurried

you just run off like that? You scared me half to death! I was terrified

after all—siblings as close

and teased each other constantly, but even though they'd been born at the same time, Sallie had come out first.

you,"

caught sight of Sheila nearby and