Goodbye, Mr. Regret
Chapter 594
Chapter 594
"Magnanimous? Really?"
Timothy let out a helpless laugh. "I can't be magnanimous."
Love is selfish.
He could only accept a world where, in her heart, there was room for him and him
alone.
Anyone else was unbearable.
"Don't you get it? It's this attitude of yours that pushed her further and further
away. Even Yates understands this-you're the only one who doesn't."
He understood.
He wanted to change.
But he couldn't.
He couldn't stand to see someone else in her eyes.
Couldn't stand to see her smile at anyone else.
Couldn't, couldn't, couldn't...
Too many things he couldn't do.
Timothy's voice was hoarse as he asked, "I know, but I can't help it. Vince, tell me
have to do? What
so softly, so painfully,
was firm, merciless. "She's not
"Let her go."
public, you and Jessica won't have to pretend to be uncle and niece anymore-no one
don't want him, I can talk to Jessy. She can bring Henry to
of twisted plan is that? Our family will never be split up! No one understands how much family means
was Jessica who taught him that family
now, you still don't see it? It's too late. She's not going to stand at
hit like a bucket of
finally waking
remembered no matter how late he came home, she'd always be there,
at the door with his
was very late, she'd fall
that stopped. He no longer
ran away from home, and he didn't even
matter how he coaxed, she
never wait for
was the one who broke
trampled her love,
for seven years. Seven years, and
said she'd
a long time
swollen, weary face was
to look at him like
afford to pity Timothy-not at
were numbered.
find a
didn't happen, her time would
time
About Goodbye, Mr. Regret - Chapter 594
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