Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 134

"Don't leave me hanging like this... it's torture..."

His lips-cool and gentle-brushed against the side of her neck.

Jessica jolted, her hands pressing hard against his chest, trying to push him away.

But to Timothy, every bit of her resistance only read as coy reluctance.

He caught her wrists, pinning both arms above her head.

Getting her to surrender wasn't difficult for him. He always had his ways.

Timothy's expression was soft, but beneath that gentleness ran a current of unyielding dominance.

Jessica saw the storm brewing in his eyes.

She shook her head desperately. This time, after they'd come back to the room, he'd locked every door behind them.

If he truly wanted something from her, there would be no escape.

She was so anxious, tears pricked at her eyes.

Her lashes were damp, her cheeks flushed pink, heartbreakingly lovely and fragile.

a long time, but he wasn't the type to take pleasure in overpowering a

the lock. Sheila's hand on the handle-only

immediately hitting the

Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-

insistent ringing forced Timothy

face cold and unreadable as he

up slowly, tugging at her clothes where Timothy had rumpled them. He had never once cared what

Timothy opened the door.

It was Sheila.

features were frosted over with icy

"What is it?"

voice was

a good mood. She pressed her lips together,

get the car. Sheila had brought her luggage upstairs and, for convenience, had

a bit. He walked over, dragged it

move to stop her from

pang of sadness welled up

crisp, though a few creases lingered, and

hair was

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