Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 458

Chapter 458

Sheila opened the door, surprised to find Timothy standing there.

"Timothy, come in. Have a seat."

She reached out, ready to steady him, but Timothy sidestepped her hand. "I can walk on my own."

His sudden coldness stung in a way Sheila couldn't quite put into words. Still, she swallowed her discomfort.

"I'll make you some coffee."

"No need. I won't be staying long."

Sheila felt even more at a loss. What was he here for, then?

Timothy settled into the living room armchair. "Sit down."

Uneasy, Sheila perched on the edge of the couch.

Looking directly at her, Timothy got right to the point. "I just stopped by Ines's studio. From her, I learned that the reason she gave that painting, The Grand Canal, Venice, to Henry, was because she saw Jessy's style in one of Henry's papercut illustrations. So, that painting can't stay with you. I'm here to take it back."

Sheila stared at him, stunned.

This was the first time he'd ever asked to take back something he'd given her.

He really was starting to care more about Jessica.

But she didn't argue. "I see. Since it's hard for you to get around, I'll have someone bring it to you later."

Also, about Henry calling you his mother in public-please correct him in the future. All this confusion about family roles has to stop. Jessy cares about it a

it felt to Sheila as though everything had changed

forced herself to keep

fall apart. I used to think she could understand our relationship, but I've realized recently that she can't. I hope you won't be offended about

a small, strained smile. "Timothy,

getting any younger. I hope you'll consider

her smile

realize what

"I do."

my biological father. If you refuse to accept me, then I'm

marry her, they were equals. But if he refused her now, she had every right, as his

Sandra and Abell's daughter, Timothy's aunt in every legal and moral

gaze lingered on

time Sheila had ever used

up together, almost as equals,

up back then? For seven years, I kept my distance, never crossing the line,

to solve our problem, to bridge what separated us. Why, when

broke

defied his family for her, determined

promised me, even if we got married, we'd keep it

"That wasn't love."

Sheila felt herself unraveling.

still a virgin, never even dated, never experienced the warmth of

turn away so

"Then what was it?"

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