Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 87

She had just raised her hand, about to ask him what was really going on between him and Sheila.

But Timothy caught her hand, pulling her beneath him without giving her a chance speak, clearly unwilling to waste a moment of their time together as husband and wife.

He pinned her wrists gently above her head and kissed her, shutting down any attempt at conversation.

Tonight, he was relentless.

Just as Jessica felt herself starting to unravel, a sudden, frantic knock sounded

from the hallway.

Timothy froze mid-motion.

"Timothy? Jessica? Are you two awake? Henry's stomach hurts really badly-he's crying..."

Sheila's voice trembled on the other side of the door, tinged with panic.

Timothy immediately rolled off Jessica.

"Go check on him for a moment-I'll be there right away."

Lately, she'd wanted to clear the air with Timothy. Maybe, just maybe, she'd been wrong about everything. But even if she

was already half-dressed, pulling on his shirt with practiced

into her silk robe and got up to find

she must be feeling frustrated after being

nights ago. He'd cared for him the whole night and, for the first time, really understood how much Jessica had gone through all

Timothy said

to go

the worry in her

just a stomachache," he reassured her. "Don't worry. He's my son too-I don't want to see him suffer any more than you do. Leave it

needed to calm her down. The tension between them these past few days was something he never wanted to experience again. All he wished for was to bring some peace back

want to hold him up, so she nodded

door. Sheila was pacing anxiously

"Timothy, hurry, come on!"

Henry was

kept whispering,

for his

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