Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 468

Chapter 468

Chapter 468

If it weren't for a situation like this, Jessica would never dream of troubling

anyone.

Both of them had always been there for her.

But now, she couldn't be sure if either of them was free-she couldn't risk letting Timothy carve his name into her skin.

She wouldn't allow it.

Not for anything.

Just to be safe, she texted them both.

[Gilded Whisper Estates. Help me!]

Timothy ended his call. Jessica stood, glaring at him, cold and unyielding.

He walked over, a frown pinched between his brows. "Didn't we agree on this? Are you backing out now?"

She had only come back to take her medication.

She had never agreed to let him mark her body with his name.

"If I say no, are you going to force me?"

Timothy couldn't help but remember-that other time, when he'd forced her, and how badly she'd gotten hurt.

The memory twisted something in him.

He realized that, even after all this time apart, he still hadn't done anything to win her back.

If anyone ever saw her birthmark, it would be truly over for them-there'd be no way back.

The thought of a future spiraling out of his control left him deeply unsettled. He just couldn't let go of his wife.

"Jessy, I don't want to force you. Please, just do what you promised me, okay?"

"But when have you ever kept a promise to me?" Her voice was raw, brittle with pain that cut deeper than bone.

All she wanted was a divorce, a way to set herself free.

he kept pushing her toward

"I'm sorry."

Sincerity filled his eyes.

and

was sorry, and it almost sounded

had never shown an ounce

don't want this. We weren't always

to go back to how

was obsessed

only cared about

beat out of sync; their minds would never meet.

their marriage couldn't

didn't see

no

with grief-utter, hopeless

me, what's worth going

give me a reason to

I'd go back to before I met you. I'd walk away. Choosing you was

Timothy's voice darkened. "Stop. Don't

didn't want

Be good, like before. I promise I'll make you happy. Didn't you say you wanted wedding photos?

almost languidly, lifted

out of

simple marriage photo-and

my mind. I'm sick-sick with needing

into his

her ear, "Don't

you want-love, companionship—I'll give it all

you anything

own

didn't struggle in his embrace. Her voice was

it was to reach her. If she would just

simple,

The doorbell rang.

the housekeeper, shrank back, hiding herself

didn't know how to help

obvious Mr. Dawson

match-they even had a son together. Now that Mr. Dawson wanted to change, maybe if Mrs. Dawson gave him a

sŵnovel

have been a perfect

SWI

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