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.

the time she found it, the call had

missed calls from

more from Mabel earlier

But none from Henry.

he the one who

her lips. She slipped the phone into her bag and forced herself not to dwell on

get home for another two

waiting in the living room,

He looked grim.

Jessica?" Sheila asked, brows

lips into a hard

I think we should

was the last thing he

of letting anyone else find out, not yet. Besides, he'd promised Sheila that if he ever married, he wouldn't

You should get some

She hesitated. "But-"

a child. Her phone rings—she's

bit her lip, then nodded

Timothy head to the master

the oversized wedding photo hanging on

to call her always did know how

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

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