Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 473

The only effective way forward was to start with Vince.

Vince slid behind the wheel, started the car, and gunned the engine. His heart slammed against his ribs. If Jessica really was Salome...

He shut his eyes, unable to let his thoughts go any further.

If it was true, the pain was unbearable.

He'd been right there, always by her side, yet he'd watched her suffer and when Timothy set that cruel trap-he'd even chosen, just once, to turn his back on her.

Timothy knew Salome too. She'd always depended on him as a child, always wanted to be near him.

Timothy probably knew more about her than anyone.

On top of that, he'd once confided in Timothy about her birthmark—something so intimate, so private. Now, Timothy and Jessica were married. If Jessica was Salome, if she had that birthmark, Timothy would definitely be suspicious.

So, when Timothy claimed he had news about Salome... what if he meant Jessica?

If that was the case-and Timothy used information about Salome to torment them in court, to force Jessica back to The Gilded Whisper Estates-then Timothy's actions were truly unforgivable.

Vince's hands shook as he pulled out his phone and dialed Jessica.

"Hello, Vince?" Her voice trembled through the speaker, and his heart twisted with worry and a tenderness he could barely contain.

"Jessica, where are you?"

"I'm on my way back to my hometown."

"With Herbert?"

"Yeah, he's giving me a ride."

Vince's voice quavered, and Jessica wondered if Timothy's condition was more serious than she'd realized. Why else would Vince sound so shaken?

matter what, she'd never wanted Timothy dead. But whenever she remembered the pain he'd caused her, the words just wouldn't

I want to

"Okay."

"I'll hang up now."

him the

he? There was no way he'd just leave Timothy to come visit her if things were

to see where Jessica grew up-maybe he could find some clue, something that would confirm his

say anything yet, not without proof. He

understand her childhood, her

sped down

in just over twenty minutes; now, they'd only been on the

was already merging

of

everything that had just happened, he expected Jessica and Vince to be waiting for him

wanted to see

when he opened his eyes, only Sheila was

so he lay face

doctor, voice tight with

the

"the

wounds, but they've all been treated. Nothing internal, just some new tearing along an old abdominal wound. You should all encourage him to take better care of himself-he can't keep thinking he's indestructible.

body has its limits."

"Thank you, doctor."

and Vince were gone.

pain that gripped him had nothing to do with

much as scraped his

to spill over

still remember those days, clear

everything changed

hurt several times now, yet she hadn't come to see

woman be so gentle and tender, and then