Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 464

Chapter 464

"Because time has passed, and no matter how much you want it back, it's already gone," Jessica said quietly.

Counting the four years she'd spent quietly loving him, that made eleven years in

total.

For all those years, she'd loved only one man, wholeheartedly.

Maybe this was her way of finally closing the chapter on her first love.

After all, it's the unfinished stories that haunt us the most.

A beginning without an ending will always leave regret.

But once you have closure—even if the ending isn't what you hoped for it at least allows you to move on.

It was like her secret feelings for Timothy.

If there'd never been an answer, she might have wasted even more years, endlessly wondering whether he'd ever love her back. Lost in that uncertainty, she'd keep giving herself hope, letting it wear her down bit by bit.

But now the answer was clear, the outcome decided.

Win or lose, at least the story had a conclusion.

It wouldn't hang over every future decision she made.

Life is too short to be wasted over and over again.

Timothy's eyes darkened, a flash of discomfort flickering in their depths.

She made it sound as if he meant nothing at all, as if the seven years they'd spent together were completely meaningless.

"Jessy..."

"Mr. Lawson." She started to say something, but he cut her off. "Give me your passport and ID."

They weren't in their home country anymore; they were overseas.

There was no way she could be here without her passport and ID.

A moment ago, she hadn't wanted to expose him-she just wanted him to understand why she was so adamant about the divorce.

Sheila's existence had been the beginning.

But the real breaking point was the constant imbalance between them, and the way he handled everything. That was the final straw.

truly respected her

he said he'd change, his

always beneath him, and he was always

pretended to be humble,

seven years of silent devotion-none of

be

she was just an

want to let her go, he had a thousand ways to keep

would never have real

her calm, detached face, then suddenly let out a low, cold laugh. His lips curled, and with deliberate slowness, he said, "You'd

new version of you? It doesn't suit

completely off the path he'd set for

clenched her fists and looked at him with icy

understand what you're still holding onto. If

a divorce, fine. After it's

"That's enough."

yanked the IV out of his arm

walked over

leg of his still wobbled, but he forced himself to stand

hand in a hard, unyielding grip and said coldly,

"You're insane!" Jessica snapped.

should be resting, not

about me? Afraid I might

lowered her eyes and pressed her lips

chin hovered above her. head

and curled,

like tiny feathers-still beautiful,

die, you'd

"Let's go."

her out the

Downstairs, the housekeeper saw

the icy tension between

them

mothy's cold fury Jessica's

even more

them out.

car by the curb, and before long, they

her-no papers, no ID. There was no way she

her onto

they were back

all but shoved Jessica into

in the doorway, Timothy, said, "I'm giving you one night to think about it. Tomorrow

Bang.