Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 98

Jessica was married to Timothy.

He was a man at the very top of the social pyramid, the kind whose household was likely staffed with countless servants, tending to his every need. As for Jessica-well, she was a woman of privilege now, a lady of the manor. There was no reason for her to work herself to exhaustion or even lose sleep over daily chores.

Herbert gripped the steering wheel tightly.

He couldn't bring himself to stop driving. Instead, he kept circling the outskirts of Azurehaven, inching along the quiet roads.

He didn't pull over until the gas tank was empty.

When they finally rolled into a gas station and the car came to a halt, Jessica slowly opened her eyes.

She'd thought they were home, but quickly realized they were somewhere unfamiliar a gas station in the middle of nowhere.

Worried that she might barrage him with questions, Herbert flashed her a reassuring smile. "We're in town now, not far from your place. No idea what happened today, but traffic on the highway was a nightmare."

Once Jessica was fully awake, she realized she was starving. She fished out her phone and was shocked to see that it was already past one in the afternoon.

So they really had been stuck in traffic for ages.

She quickly signed her question to Herbert: "Are you hungry?"

one. Of

she wanted to treat him

was more than happy to

filling up the tank and paying, he drove them to a nearby

that very moment, Timothy

compressing two or three days' worth of work into a single marathon session. By the time

into the living room, where Sheila sat quietly

asked, crossing

yet. I was waiting

so long. Come on, let's go get

stopped beside her, catching sight of her

moment. "Are you working on that Grand Canal, Venice

other day. I wanted to see if I could recreate the effect, see if

stomachache, right after they'd returned from overseas, he'd taken her straight

take

taking hold of

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