Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 390

"No luck. Not yet."

In the end, Timothy forced himself to spit out these words, even though it went against his conscience.

There was only a week left before the court hearing-he couldn't afford to let his guard down now.

As long as Jessica refused to file for divorce, and things settled down between them, he'd finally tell the Zimmermans the truth.

But not yet. Not now.

It was just a little more time. He could hold on. He had to.

The guilt gnawed at him all the same.

He didn't want a divorce, but this was the only option left.

Vince looked a bit disappointed, but he didn't want to pile his own frustrations onto Timothy. “It's fine. I wasn't really expecting much, anyway. I'll be heading back in a couple days, so I'll figure something else out then. If you have any updates, let me know. Keep an eye on things, would you?"

"Yeah. I'm heading home today, actually-about to board my flight. When you're back, let's meet up and talk about the power station project."

Now that Vince had finished building the site, all Timothy had to do was hook up his solid-state phone lines and the Al system, and the whole station could run automated battery swaps. It was a revolutionary new business, and the profits down the line would be substantial.

Jessica was Salome, and working with the Zimmerman Group on this project would go off without a hitch.

deepen his collaboration with

and Jessica wouldn't end up divorced

Timothy as soon as he returned, but Timothy hadn't moved

get in touch once

"Talk soon."

asking Vince to look after Jessica. Vince was

later,

suddenly heading home? Had

he was actually suggesting they work together on

while now, Vince had been opposing Timothy at every

unable to read

hearing didn't end in divorce, there was

Vince felt a little guilty about the whole thing but there wasn't much he could do: He didn't mention anything to Jessica, but considering Timothy's stubborn refusal to divorce, she'd probably

sent Jessica a quick

**Timothy's heading back home.**

way, she wouldn't have to worry about Timothy coming after

a bit,

**Thank you.**

back a

her reply, a faint smile tugged at

with Herbert, sitting in his office for a follow-up on her

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