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.

she found it,

missed calls

more from Mabel

But none from Henry.

one who always

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

home for another

living room, rising to meet

He looked grim.

from Jessica?" Sheila asked,

his lips into a hard

we should call the

last thing he

to Jessica was still a secret-he had no intention of letting anyone else find out, not yet. Besides, he'd promised Sheila that if he ever married, he wouldn't

You should

She hesitated. "But-"

a child.

her lip, then nodded and retreated to

Timothy head

almost unconsciously, on the oversized wedding photo

as he used to call her always

proper wedding photos and joked that she could just blow up the marriage

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