Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 462

Chapter 462

Chapter 462

Timothy didn't move a muscle. He wasn't worried at all.

He knew Jessica too well-she could never go through with it. She was just too kind.

"One week," he said softly. "In a week, I'll take you home. After all these years of marriage, we've never taken a trip together."

The next second, Jessica pulled the knife away from his neck.

He thought she was backing down.

But then, without warning, Jessica drove the blade straight into his abdomen.

Blood gushed out, soaking Timothy's shirt in seconds.

He stared at her, shocked and speechless.

Jessica hadn't cut his throat-she was afraid she might hit an artery by mistake.

On this island, their house was the only one for miles. If Timothy got hurt, he'd have no choice but to leave the island for treatment.

And that meant she could finally get away.

Her face was set with fierce determination.

He'd pushed her too far. Now, nothing was off the table.

Compared to the pain he'd caused her, this stab was nothing.

Still gripping the paring knife, Jessica's voice was steady and cold. "I'll never hurt myself again. But if, after my cooling-off period, you still lie to me, I won't hesitate to take you down with me. You think you can drug my water? Then I can poison your dinner just as easily."

With that, she yanked the knife free. Blood spurted out, dark and fast.

Timothy just stood there, not even bothering to press a hand to his wound. The fabric around the gash quickly turned crimson.

Jessica dropped the knife to the floor with a sharp clatter.

She turned and walked into the bedroom.

be long before Timothy had someone arrange for

seeing Timothy's bleeding wound, blurted anxiously, "Sir, do you want us to get you to a

You can

cane and lowered himself

to seep from his

But Timothy ignored it.

replaying the look on Jessica's face-utterly blank, devoid

didn't care about

pulled out his phone and scrolled through his photos. There

want them, they're precious. When I don't, they're

popping his finger into her mouth, then frantically disinfecting and

same woman had

didn't even blink at

nothing to

waited in the bedroom-fifteen minutes, then thirty. Still, no one

She finally stepped out.

on the couch, ghostly

She hurried over.

was still trickling from

brow knit with

called.

shouted, but

out at

summon help so she could

he'd rather bleed than let

She shook

fluttered open to narrow slits. He reached up, his hand trembling as he touched her cheek, a faint

he

Jessica shouted,

Still, no one.

staff around the villa

Behind the villa stood

there?"

a few staff

head housekeeper hurried over. "Ma'am, what do

Timothy was hurt?" Jessica

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