Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Larkin grinned from ear to ear, eyes squinting with delight as she waved Jessica over. “Jessy, come here! This is Mr. and Mrs. Bryant, and our childhood friend, Yates."

Jessica took in the warm, beaming faces of the Bryants. Their kindness radiated from every gesture, and after hearing Vince talk about them, she couldn't help but think what a wonderful couple they were.

She stepped forward and greeted them with a small bow. "Good evening, Mr. Bryant. Mrs. Bryant."

Then she turned to Yates, nodding politely. "Good evening, Mr. Bryant."

Her manners were impeccable-gracious and respectful. Only after her greetings did she take a seat beside Larkin.

Middleton and Mrs. Bryant exchanged a surprised glance at Jessica addressing Yates as “Mr. Bryant,” but neither pressed for answers just yet.

Mrs. Bryant's eyes softened as she looked at Jessica, her voice gentle with concern. “Jessy, you've been through so much these past years. But you're home now, and that's all that matters. We've been waiting for you."

"Thank you for caring, Mrs. Bryant. You're right-now that I'm home, everything will be alright."

There's no safer harbor than being with family.

At that moment, the butler appeared and invited everyone to dinner.

They made their way to the dining room. Larkin sat at the head of the table, with Mr. and Mrs. Bryant on one side. Vince and Jessica took the seats opposite, while Yates sat further down.

Mrs. Bryant couldn't help but watch Jessica with growing affection. Even though she hadn't grown up with the Zimmerman family, Jessica still carried herself with such grace and warmth-some things run deep in the blood. There was no mistaking she was one of their own.

was good-her divorce from Timothy was nearly finalized, and soon

smiles at

to eat

Lawsons, Vince said you didn't want custody

of her son. Now that she was back with the Zimmerman family, they would stand by her if she wanted to

everything Vince

Timothy is unbelievable! How

want custody, that's fine.

a piece of fish to her mouth when a wave of nausea hit her. Setting down her fork, she hurried from the

startled and whispered to Middleton, "Did

it was me. I shouldn't have brought

already on his way to check on

badly-just hearing his

concern etched

came muffled through the

what had triggered her sudden nausea. Was it a symptom

diagnosis, bouts of nausea had come and gone. She rinsed her

know what happened-I was just about to eat and

to the last time Jessica had asked him for help collecting evidence against Timothy. He quickly pulled her aside,

"No, that's

birth to Henry, and once she'd recovered, she and