Goodbye, Mr. Regret

The news was everywhere—no matter where you looked, it was all anyone could talk about.

Timothy and Henry had been spotted out together, and while the world knew Timothy was married, no one had ever figured out who Mrs. Lawson really was.

So when the paparazzi finally managed to snap a major scoop, they wasted no time blasting it across every platform, hungry for clicks and attention.

Timothy was a giant in the business world, always at the center of public conversation.

But when it came to his private life, he was a fortress-no scandals, no gossip, nothing for the tabloids to sink their teeth into.

Everyone was dying to know: what kind of woman would a man like Timothy marry?

Unfortunately, the woman in the photo was mostly blocked by Timothy's tall frame, and the camera had only managed to capture the side of her face—just a glimpse of sleek, jet-black hair.

But even from that, the polished look of her hair alone set off a wildfire of speculation. People were convinced she had to be the heiress of some powerful family.

Jessica hadn't wanted to see or hear anything more about Timothy. But the moment she unlocked her phone, news about him was everywhere she looked.

Maybe the rest of the world didn't recognize the woman beside Timothy, but Jessica knew instantly-it was Sheila.

Nine hundred and ninety million.

Flameheart...

And Henry, personally crowning Sheila with the family's tiara.

All those memories jabbed at Jessica's throat like thorns.

had it that, during the Renaissance, a prince from a dying royal house had fallen in love with

was more than just a jewel; it was a symbol of forbidden

Sheila really be

grave both times, urging her to find a way

knew about them and didn't want them

married into the Lawson family: when Timothy's mother was pregnant with him,

cancer.

birth to Timothy, she'd refused

day Timothy was born, his mother died from massive

his

in the Lawson family ever

even know

met anyone from his mother's side of the family,

sure if Sheila

she was certain of one thing: Timothy loved

her with a fiery,

pressed her lips together. She'd been planning to file for divorce, but not a single lawyer was willing

now, with a cancer diagnosis hanging over her, she only had half a life left. Divorce or no

was gone, Timothy would be single

would see it through. She didn't want to spend her

and Henry returned from Oakwood, she'd make a trip to Riverside City and talk

Ines's next comic convention

news online, she rushed straight to Timothy's hotel