Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 424

Sheila abruptly stopped talking.

Timothy hadn't said a word, and she didn't dare spell things out too plainly.

Whatever she did, Sheila always put herself first-she'd never risk causing herself any kind of irreparable trouble.

"What are you trying to say?" Jessica asked, completely baffled.

Sheila glanced at her but didn't elaborate. She turned and walked away, leaving Jessica more confused than ever.

Jessica wanted to believe Sheila's claim that Vince was willing to help her unconditionally, and that it wasn't because he was in love with her. Honestly, she didn't think it was love, either.

Vince was good to her, but it felt more like the care of an older brother than anything romantic.

After all, when a man looks after a woman, it doesn't always mean love-it could be friendship, or even something like family.

But she and Vince hadn't known each other long enough for real friendship, and as for family...

He did give off that protective, big-brother vibe.

She remembered the day she suddenly found her voice again. Without thinking, she'd called him "Vince," but in her heart, it felt like she was calling him "brother."

Jessica was an only child; she had no siblings. Vince, on the other hand, came from the reputable Zimmerman family, and he was their eldest son-there was no way they could be related.

She turned Sheila's words over and over in her mind, but couldn't make sense of what she'd been trying to imply.

Sheila had to be hinting at something. But if it wasn't love, what kind of "devotion" was she alluding to?

Jessica thought about it the entire ride home, but without more information, it was impossible to guess.

Could Sheila be suggesting that Vince wasn't actually the Zimmerman family's eldest son? Was he really her brother?

she was sure she'd grown

where was

to get to the bottom of it, Jessica decided to return to her hometown. She didn't want this matter to cause any more trouble for

days. I'm leaving now and won't return right away," she texted him, letting him know

Jessica had a cab take her

already on the

was headed to Jessica's old home. The last time he'd

he could easily stumble across those photos and start asking

the future, but for the next month at

you home," he texted

almost instantly: "That's

a sigh, Timothy put his phone aside and told his assistant,

into Jessica's house, but since she was

up. Jessica got

Her expression darkened.

he hadn't objected

he wanted to

leaning on

him, her eyes cold. She signed, "Was this

he wanted was to deal with the photos, so he tossed out

well that,

didn't care about anything else her only goal was to help

could tolerate Timothy for

his leg still injured, there wasn't much he could do to her

up the house, completely ignoring Timothy. Once everything was in

walked to a nearby florist, bought a bouquet of chrysanthemums, and headed to

into the headstone, she might not have recognized

Both her grandmother's and