Goodbye, Mr. Regret

It wasn't until everyone started talking about it that he finally realized Jessica hadn't said a single word since she'd arrived.

Vince ignored the questions tossed his way and instead shielded Jessica, gesturing politely. "This way."

Jessica couldn't care less that people called her mute.

Because she was, in fact, mute.

What really bothered her was Timothy's intention to announce their relationship publicly-she wanted nothing more than to slip away unnoticed.

But Timothy caught her by the wrist, pulling her close and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. His dark eyes softened as he looked at her, his voice gentle and warm. "Do you need to use the restroom?"

Jessica shot Vince a pleading glance, as if silently asking for help.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded by the scene.

Vince just smiled. "Timothy, you go ahead. I'll show her the way."

Timothy's expression darkened as he looked at Vince. "No need. She's my wife-l know where the restroom is. I'll take her."

Jessica and steered her

them, the

she's actually Timothy's

believe Timothy married

really love her, if he's willing

close friends each

a smile. "Honestly, I think it's great.

her. Jessica was Alfreda's only granddaughter, and marrying into the

that Jessica had married Timothy and become Mrs. Lawson, Larkin felt there was nothing to

could she possibly

Lawson family agreed to

she's mute. That's

herself. She's an incredible paper artist-so resilient. Why shouldn't she be with Timothy? Timothy grew up with every advantage, but Jessica

Alfreda's granddaughter, Larkin felt obliged to watch out for her he wouldn't let anyone look

his daughter-in-law, he'd make her his goddaughter instead, give