Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 414

She'd been tricked into this cage.

If she'd known, back then, why he really wanted to marry her-

No matter how much she loved him, she would never have agreed.

She would have fought her way out, no matter what.

"I don't want anyone else."

Jessica's gestures were firm, her expression steeled. "That's your problem, not mine. You heard Vince just now-he said he'd go look for his sister himself. Don't think you can threaten me with that. You know perfectly well what you did to me that night. For the sake of our son, I don't want him to be shamed by all this. But if you push me, I'll take you down with me. I have nothing left to lose."

Timothy had never seen her like this before.

She was always gentle, always smiling softly, her manners impeccable.

So when she first asked for a divorce, he thought she was just making a scene.

He never imagined it would come to this.

Some things, deep down in a person's bones, never change.

As a child, she'd always been obedient, mild-mannered, willing to yield on most things.

But when it truly mattered, she stood her ground.

Like that time in preschool, when a little girl from an ordinary family was being bullied by a rich boy. Jessica saw it happen and insisted the boy apologize. She wouldn't back down.

No compromise.

“The hearing is tomorrow. If you don't show up, I'll call the police."

Her hands dropped. She turned on her heel and walked away, her posture resolute, not a hint of hesitation in her stride.

to see her come out so quickly. "He

her phone: "He still refuses to tell me where your sister

of options, he'll talk to me. We won't fall for his tricks. Don't

comfort Jessica, but he was

the Zimmerman house, Jessica video-called

to start

with so many new people and situations around her, being unable to speak made everything so much

at your

about the room behind

back home. I'm at the Zimmermans'," Jessica

hadn't told Herbert she was returning, not wanting

hadn't asked her exactly when,

home, Herbert was suddenly struck by the thought that maybe Jessica trusted Vince more than him—and felt a pang

for the

signed, "I think I can speak

"Really?"

to be so

sound by accident when I got emotional. I tried again,

hands and, slowly and

speech was slow, the pronunciation a little off, her

rate, you won't even need the second

uncomfortable when

normal at first. Don't worry. Just keep up your exercises. Wait for me-I'III book

tomorrow. For now, I'll keep practicing

but call me as

decided to wait. If he left now

until she arrived and

to rush speaking, to avoid straining her vocal cords, and to

said their

got ready for bed.

jet lag was