Goodbye, Mr. Regret

That's right—a woman who always holds out her hand for help is bound to be passive, just like she was now.

Seven years. In that time, she'd lost herself completely. And when the day finally came that she wanted to leave, she found herself trapped at every turn.

In this world, without money, you can barely take a step.

Seven years of marriage, and she hadn't gained the love she wanted, nor the happiness of a small, close-knit family.

All she had to show for it was nothing.

How ironic.

Timothy wanted her gone, yet made sure to cut off anyone who might help her.

He wanted her isolated, with nowhere to turn, until she'd no choice but to crawl back and beg.

Did he really believe she couldn't survive without him?

She only had six months left-originally, her plan was to slip away quietly, without a fight, without making a fuss. But since it's come to this, even if six months is all she has, she'd live those months well.

She'd live them just to show him.

Timothy's phone buzzed. Secretary Allen

Nothing too serious, but he did buy up a large amount of Wheeler Group stock, then dumped it at a low price over several days. Add to that a string of scandals at Wheeler Group's hospitals-bad press, nonstop news coverage and Wheeler Group's stock has been

corporation, and they're already panicking over something this minor, enough

a woman from him

Utterly laughable.

only financial lifeline. He figured, by tomorrow morning, she'd come crawling

grabbed his coat,

to the study as soon as he

was usually there,

sat down across from Phelps

tired of these games?" he asked, barely masking his annoyance at others meddling in

stuck their noses into my grandson's marriage. I mess with their stock a bit-how is that petty?" Phelps replied,

open, wanting the Wheelers to know exactly who was behind it, hoping they'd back off

dare look to the Wheelers for help

that Jessica, the "mute

her, but she's got the nerve to

mute girl. She's