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."

you his mother in public-please correct him

though everything

herself to

tried to explain. "I don't want our family to fall apart. I used to think she could understand our relationship,

strained smile. "Timothy, it's nothing. Why would

Also, you're not getting any younger. I hope you'll consider getting

her smile

do you realize what you're

"I do."

to accept me, then I'm

equals. But if he refused her now, she had every right, as his aunt, to

was with the Howards. She was Sandra and Abell's daughter, Timothy's aunt in every

gaze lingered on her,

Sheila had ever used her status as

grew up together, almost as equals, so I shouldn't have said that. But

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

breath, fighting tears. "All these years, I've racked my brain looking for ways to solve

voice broke at

who'd defied his family for her, determined to

know how much I love you. You promised me, even if we got married, we'd keep it secret-that

"That wasn't love."

Sheila felt herself unraveling.

thirty, still a virgin, never even dated, never experienced the warmth of a lover's embrace. Night after

he turn

"Then what was it?"

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