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.

found it, the call

calls

Mabel earlier in

But none from Henry.

the one who always needed her

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

didn't get home

already asleep. Sheila was waiting in the living room, rising to

He looked grim.

Jessica?" Sheila asked, brows

lips into a

we should call the

last thing

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

about her. You should

She hesitated. "But-"

child. Her phone rings—she's

then nodded and

then did Timothy head to the

the oversized wedding photo hanging on

he used to call her always did know how to play

she could just blow up the marriage certificate

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