Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 417

Chapter 417

"Vince."

Left with no other choice, Phelps called out for Vince. But Vince didn't answer either he simply walked away with Jessica.

Everything was upside down now. Sallie was furious. She stormed after them.

Jessica and Vince had just reached the car when Timothy's sedan pulled up and parked right beside theirs. He got out slowly, leaning on a cane.

Jessica shot Timothy a cold glance and opened the car door.

"Jess." Timothy pressed his hand against the door, keeping it closed. "Come home, just this once. If you're worried, Vince can come with you."

His voice was low and rough, with a hint of pleading. These days, he'd become nothing more than a man waiting for his wife to come home.

Vince stepped forward. "Timothy, after what you did today, there's no going back. Don't you see that?"

Sallie, watching Timothy's defeated posture, remembered the promise she'd made to treat Jessica better for his sake. But seeing her brother hurt like this- she just couldn't stand it.

She marched over and slapped Vince hard across the face.

Jessica's eyes widened in shock. She instinctively jumped between them.

Trying to spare Timothy's feelings, Sallie simply pulled Jessica aside and fixed Vince with a glare.

"You shameless creep! Jessica isn't even divorced from Timothy yet. You're thirty, aren't you? Don't you know you don't mess around with your friend's wife?"

dragging Sallie back to his

only

Timothy, her expression full of pain. "I can't

They looked ready to intervene, but Sheila held them back. "Let Timothy handle this. If we get involved, it'll only

Abell could only sigh in

it's me. Take Grandma and Grandpa

called out

hardened. "I

foot, exasperated. "Fine! See if I care. Let's see how you like being

back. Red marks stood out on Vince's

raising her hands to sign, *"You saw for yourself how your sister acted There's nothing between me and Vince but she's

ever stood

treat

husband's support. I was foolish to think my patience would ever earn your respect. Now tell me, what's left for me to hold on to

this. Trust me, just this once,

*"Too late."*

trace of longing. *"I'm going to the police

too many times. She

Timothy

the car, a folder in hand, and passed it to Timothy. "Divorce papers. I've

distance, Sheila let out a deep breath of relief and

go to the police if you want. But if I

this, which was why she

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