Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 192

"Did you get the agreement notarized?"

A tangled knot of emotions tightened in Timothy's chest.

So that was why she'd come to collect the notarization receipt?

"You seem awfully eager about this," he said.

Jessica nodded.

"You really don't trust me, do you?" His voice was cool, almost detached.

She didn't deny it. She couldn't. Time was a luxury he had a lifetime, perhaps. She only had six months left. She couldn't afford to waste even a day.

Jessica stayed silent.

Timothy's handsome face was unreadable, his eyes clouded with something distant.

Her silence said it all.

He pulled back the lapel of his suit and took his phone from the inside pocket, dialing the lawyer.

"Is the agreement notarized?"

"It's done."

receipt to

a thin line, he crossed to the desk

a glass of

Jessica's eyelashes fluttered.

and leaned against the desk, quietly studying

the morning. Sunlight spilled golden across the office, but even that couldn't chase away the coldness hanging in the

Click-

made

cigarette glowed as smoke drifted lazily from his lips. The subtle, woodsy scent curled through the room, deepening the

still couldn't read

at the door broke

"Come in," Timothy called.

carrying a glass of orange juice, and set it down

that moment, the lawyer arrived,

"All set, Mr. Lawson."

"Give it to her."

it, and, once they'd both left, slipped it into her bag and stood

lips are chapped. Drink the juice before you leave," Timothy's deep voice called

didn't want to make a scene, so she

disappear tonight? Planning not

floor. Orange juice and shards of glass

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255