Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 29

Seven years of marriage.

Could it really be because of that man last night?

Timothy's dark eyes seemed to deepen, almost swallowing the light.

He narrowed his gaze, jaw tight, and grabbed Jessica's chin, trying to force her to

speak.

Jessica's lips parted unwillingly.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?"

His voice was low, edged with a simmering anger he couldn't quite hide.

When Timothy caught a glimpse of her pale pink tongue, it was still bleeding.

Moving to the nightstand, he pulled out a few wet wipes and came back, carefully wiping the blood from her skin.

Blood was still trickling from the corner of her mouth.

His brow furrowed in frustration. He shoved the remaining wipes into her hand and, without another word, swept her into his arms.

They had barely stepped out of the master bedroom-crossing only a few paces -when Sheila appeared from the living room, a glass of water in hand. She stopped short, staring at them.

lips, the cluster of bruises along her neck, and her robe slipping off one shoulder,

lips together, concern coloring her tone.

the hospital. We'll talk later," Timothy said, striding

the glass loosened; it crashed to the floor,

they been so rough that Jessica

at the

be wild in bed. No wonder she got pregnant

her lip, just imagine what he was

Jessica's connection as his aunt by

Jessica to the

doctor cleaned her up, stopped the bleeding, and prescribed

to avoid hot food and stick to liquids for a

the wound was tended, Timothy

her a cold look. "You made such a scene, forcing me to come and

a word he

her hands, forming the words slowly in sign language: "Timothy, let's

freeze for a dozen

smirk curled at Timothy's lips, mocking and cold. "You announce our marriage to everyone in broad daylight, and then at night you ask for a divorce? You're really testing

Patience?

tolerating

home, and he had the

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