Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 12

Memories from the past washed over Timothy, leaving him awash with guilt. He couldn't shake the feeling that he owed Sheila so much

repay.

more than he could ever

If anything happened to Jessica and word got back to the old man, Sheila would be the one to suffer for it.

Crushing out his cigarette in the ashtray, Timothy turned to the woman beside

him. "Stay with Henry for me. I'm going to look for her."

He grabbed his suit jacket and headed out the door.

But the truth was, he had no idea where Jessica might have gone.

Once in his car, he pulled over at the curb and dialed Jessica's number.

Three calls. No answer.

His handsome features darkened, eyes clouded with worry.

He started the car again and drove toward the nearest shopping center.

Earlier that afternoon, Jessica had gone to tidy her grandmother's grave, only to find it overgrown with saplings and weeds. She'd bought some tools, spent hours cleaning up the site, and finally made her way home, exhausted.

It wasn't until she heard her phone buzzing that she realized she'd left it behind when she went out.

it, the call had

calls

more from Mabel earlier in

But none from Henry.

the one who always

bitter smile tugged at her lips. She slipped the phone into her bag and

home

Sheila was waiting in the living room, rising to meet

He looked grim.

Jessica?" Sheila asked, brows

his lips into a

think we

was the last thing

was still a secret-he had no intention of letting anyone else find out, not yet. Besides, he'd promised Sheila

about her. You should

She hesitated. "But-"

not a child.

her lip, then nodded and retreated to

did Timothy head to the

almost unconsciously, on the oversized wedding photo hanging on the

Little Mute, as he used to call her

take proper wedding photos and joked that she could just blow up the marriage certificate photo instead. And she actually

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