Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"You just got off the plane. Get some sleep-I'll keep an eye on Daisy."

"No need."

She turned away, refusing to look at him.

"You look exhausted, Jessica. Don't push yourself."

His voice was already pleasant, but with that gentle concern, it was even harder to resist.

But words like that he'd never have said them to her before.

And now, she didn't want to hear them.

"It's pointless, Timothy. No matter what you do now, I'm going through with the divorce."

"I know," Timothy replied, lowering his voice so he wouldn't disturb Daisy. "I just wanted to do something for you before it's all over. I know you've been helping out with the housework, making donations, giving Carlisle and the others a chance. I know all of it."

Jessica lifted her chin, her eyes shining with unshed tears, but she refused to let them fall.

if you

listen to anything I say right now, but could you just calm down and think about it for

a lot over the years. How am I supposed to know which one you

her gaze, then quietly repeated the words he'd

willing to throw away our marriage? Throw away your family?" His voice was low and hoarse. "How can you be so

used the first

she fell down the stairs, Kane called me and asked me to come check on her. I didn't have a chance to explain things to you. Every time I tried,

in Timothy's voice she

seven years. Never, not until the divorce was looming, had he ever spoken to

"How can you blame it on interruptions? You rushed to her side

you'll understand. We're married. No matter how much I care about her, she's always an outsider to us.

I might marry her—”

was sharp, her

about your

she'd only just begun

if

together. There's no reason for you to be jealous of

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