Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 431

"Jessy, listen to me, will you? I really think he's a good guy-rich, handsome. Why on earth would you want to divorce him? Wouldn't marrying him be a good thing?"

"If he's so great, why don't you marry him yourself?"

"I wish I could! But I'm a man, and not exactly young anymore. For you, as a young woman, marrying well could change your whole life. Be sensible, stop talking about divorce, alright?"

Of course, he was here to cozy up to her father. Absolutely shameless.

"If you still want to call me your daughter, you'd better not accept anything from him. Not so much as a cup of coffee."

"Jessy, listen to your old man-"

"Enough." Jessica Greene cut him off, her voice cool and sharp. "You really think he's being sincere? Can't you see the kind of man he is? If you get involved with him, he could sell you out and you wouldn't even know it until it was over."

"But I've already promised him."

"I'll take care of it. You just stay put and keep your nose clean-don't get into any more trouble and risk a longer sentence."

"Alright."

Hollis could only nod, resigned.

Jessica was right. Timothy Lawson looked every bit the calculating type.

If he really did end up getting chopped into pieces, it wouldn't be worth it. He was finally about to get out of prison-he wanted to live a few more years in peace.

After sorting things out with Hollis, Jessica left the visitation room.

Vince Zimmerman was waiting for her in the hallway.

"Vince, I need your help with something else."

and asked Vince to

it's nothing. I'll take

if you need any money. I can't

know once things

to get back to The Gilded Whisper Estates. Vince drove her

she walked into the house, Timothy was already

face unreadable. "Timothy, stop

she was angry and calling his name. It

day she called him "darling"

Back when they were

of her eyes, it always drove him wild. If she ever did make a sound, he imagined it would be soft, broken sobs, pleading

left him hot and restless;

were braced, though

talking to you. Did you even

out of his thoughts, Timothy looked at her. The icy indifference on her innocent face only made

replied flatly, as if

out of my father's

divorced yet. He's my father-in-law-I can't just let him rot in there. Whether you ask Vince to help or I do, what's the difference?

a time like this, you still want to put on a show? Don't you think that's

actually found it

Now, at least, she was talking-it

his voice soft and gentle, "there's only a little over twenty days left. Can't we

about to retort, but Timothy cut her off. "Please, I'm asking you. Just get through these next twenty days

much is your word

ever

you say things like that with

if

If he didn't, all it took was