Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 82

"Easy now, don't make a fuss. Tonight, I'll give you what you want, alright?"

It was rare for Timothy to take the time to coax her like this.

He hoped she would realize her mistake and behave herself.

A little sulking now and then-he could tolerate that.

His breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and coaxing.

Jessica felt like she was losing her mind.

What had she done to make him think she was desperate for him?

She reached out, pressing her palm firmly against Timothy's chest.

He straightened up, his dark eyes fixed on her. The gentle, refined look from moments ago had clouded over, replaced by something far more somber.

Jessica glared at him, her hands moving swiftly in sign language: *"I don't want this. Stop forcing things. If you keep pushing, what happened last time will happen again."*

She couldn't have made her feelings any clearer.

He hadn't caught him cheating-at least, not physically.

But emotionally, that betrayal was just as real to her and just as unforgivable.

couldn't pretend to be his loving

surge of anger

more than once. Not all of

he realized he'd spoiled her over the years, letting her get

He was done negotiating.

you take them

she didn't hurt herself, unlike the last time, when she'd

but careful. He wouldn't let her get hurt again. Blood,

could react, he pressed

absolute.

soaking her

Timothy froze.

seeing the redness at the corners of her

them. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips trembling, her gaze fractured and vulnerable—so

cheek with

you crying? Did I hurt

clenched her jaw so hard

was

words she wanted to scream stuck in her throat,

a trembling arm, signing slowly: *"Timothy, can you please stop?"*

waist, lifting her as easily as picking up a

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