Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 497

After saying his piece, Father Benedict gently gestured toward the porcelain

teacup. "The tea's getting cold, my friend. Please, have some."

Timothy finished the last of his tea, warmth lingering only in memory.

Father Benedict rose from his seat. "There's much to be done in the abbey today.

I can't keep you company for long, but please, make yourself at home. Stay as

long as you wish, and leave whenever you're ready."

"Thank you."

"Peace be with you."

With that, Father Benedict left the quiet sanctuary.

Timothy sat there for a long while, lost in thought. Before stepping outside, he

slipped all the cash he had into the donation box by the door.

Driving home, Timothy replayed Father Benedict's words in his mind. He wished

he could do as the priest advised—let go of his pain, his obsessions. But he

couldn't. He wouldn't. He'd rather drown in the ache than live without Jessica. The

pain was still something he could bear. What did it matter if life was a little harder?

He couldn't imagine a world without her.

Little did he know, worse pain was waiting for him in the days to come.

Timothy returned to The Gilded Whisper Estates.

Sallie had no way of knowing where to look for him, so she'd simply waited

anxiously at the estate. When she saw him walk through the door, she hurried

over and grabbed his arm, her voice trembling on the verge of tears. "Why didn't

you let me know you were discharged from the hospital? I tried calling you, but

you wouldn't pick up. You have any idea how worried I was? I searched for you all

morning—I was about to call the police!"

"I'm not a toddler, Sallie. You didn't need to panic."

"I know you're not a child, but you're still recovering. After everything that's

happened, you just disappear and stop answering your phone—how could I not

you'd flown

chewed me

disentangled himself from her grip and crossed to the sofa.

across from

say to

accused me of selective

wrong. Why

up from the couch, indignant.

you should be on my side—not sarcastic!

anything about

"What did he say?"

said whether you live or die, it's got nothing to

anymore!"

expression darkened, shadows settling over his

too

didn't mean it. You two have

looked out for him. He's not the type to forget old

that easily."

mildest thing he could've said," Timothy

I'd disappear for good."

bother defending himself or blaming

lips. "None of this would've happened

we never would've let her

up at her, his gaze steady. "Even

be treated

you're blaming

Like you never

I was part of the problem,

no way

her to divorce you

of

was what she suffered

and your son. That's what

away

nothing, his eyes

her lip, then sighed.

mean to

worry about you. I stick

you still don't back

yeah, I got a little

cared about you and

was so

hope

tried, maybe she'd

back."

Henry, that's why she was

words echoed in Timothy's mind. She cared—so she was hurt, and

left.

She'd let go.

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