Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 142

Jessica's face had turned pale, her gentle eyes frozen in a moment of shock.

Timothy's tenderness poured over her like a wash of moonlight-so overwhelming, she felt as if she might drown in it.

A deep, gnawing fear rose inside her.

She was terrified of falling for him again.

Hidden beneath the silk comforter, her hand clenched into a tight fist, fingernails

digging into her palm for a sharp sting that helped anchor her in reality.

She pressed her lips together and turned her delicate face slightly away.

She wanted nothing from him-not even his kindness.

Timothy, unusually patient tonight, spoke in a low, velvety voice. "Don't want me to feed you like this?"

She didn't quite understand what he meant.

No matter how much she hurt, she didn't want to accept his help—not even a cup of hot tea from his hands.

All she wanted was to draw a clear line between them, the sooner the better.

silent, Timothy's long, elegant fingers reached out

in his strikingly handsome features filling her vision-pressed his lips to hers, and held her

the tea flooded

push him away, her

swallowed every drop of tea he'd passed

from the heat-or maybe from something else

almond eyes shimmered, wide and wet, as she stared up

pure, vulnerable innocence delighted him. With a rough fingertip, he

wanted me to feed you like this," he murmured, "you only

to kiss her again, catching Jessica off guard. She didn't even have time to close her lips before more hot tea slipped into

was sweet with a

and heartbreak Timothy had given her over

shown her

with the heat of his hand, creating a rush

sweetheart. Henry wants to go to the amusement park tomorrow. If your cramps don't get better, it'll

had happened between them, this moment

beautiful illusion, as fleeting as dew

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