Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 460

When Jessica opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room.

Startled, she shot upright in bed.

She'd gone to bed early last night, exhausted from the day. How did she end up somewhere else?

She pulled open the curtains. Outside the balcony, the ocean stretched as far as she could see.

Jessica hurried out of the bedroom.

In the open-plan living area of the villa, Timothy was sitting at the dining table.

"Awake?" he asked, calm as ever.

This strange villa made it instantly clear to Jessica: she was almost certainly no longer in Riverside City.

She strode toward Timothy, her gaze icy.

"Where are we?"

"Have some breakfast first," he replied, setting the silverware on the table with practiced elegance.

"Timothy!" Her voice trembled with anger as she glared at him.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened. He must have brought her here. There was no way she could have slept all the way from The Gilded Whisper Estates to here without waking up, and now it was morning.

She tried to remember last night. After getting home, she'd only had a glass of water.

So, he must have drugged her.

"What did you put in my water?"

Her health wasn't great to begin with. She couldn't risk strange substances.

Timothy answered without missing a beat, "Just something to help you sleep. Don't worry, it wasn't a sedative. It won't hurt you."

Her frustration was boiling over. "I

know, Jessy, that if I've brought you here, I don't intend to let you go back so soon. Don't be angry. You're here now-make the best of it. We have a little over twenty

eyes were cold as ice. She felt like he'd lost his mind-his actions had become

that's happened to our marriage,

now. I haven't had a real meal in days. Let's eat first,

figure out

some soup, his tone lazy and indifferent. "This is a private island. There's no one else here. If you behave and stay

"Otherwise what?"

gaze, eyes dark and inscrutable. "Otherwise, I

yanked. Breakfast crashed to

on

bowed,

prepare breakfast again, then disappeared

to change his

walked out of

was built right on the edge of

sea, the scenery almost

breathtaking, but she couldn't

She

just as

on an

phone was still dead, no signal at all. She didn't even know where she was. Anger surged up inside

the villa, Timothy was sitting on the terrace overlooking the

spilled over him, giving him an

the perfect gentleman, yet

pounding painfully in her

she'd say those words to him. She knew she wasn't blameless—she'd chosen him, after all. But

exhaled a slow stream of

didn't care if she hated

simply couldn't stand the thought of life without her. Keeping her nearby

and losing

her features

it take