Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sheila's ankle was a little sprained, but the doctor skillfully twisted it back into place. The pain was sharp for a moment, but after that, she could walk just fine.

"Timothy, you said last night that everything you've been doing lately is because Jessica's threatening divorce. You don't want Henry to grow up in a broken home, and you're trying to keep the family together. I really shouldn't add to your troubles. You don't need to drive me back-go find her instead."

Jessica had gone to see Herbert again, and the way Herbert spoke earlier made it clear he was planning to go head-to-head with Timothy, trying to wreck his marriage and steal his wife.

No wonder Timothy looked so annoyed.

"Forget about her. She'll come home when she's done making a scene. Let me take you first,” Timothy replied curtly.

His answer offered Sheila some comfort.

At least she still had a place in Timothy's heart.

She tried to reassure herself-she and Timothy had grown up together; over twenty years of history between them couldn't possibly lose out to Jessica's

seven.

The only reason she and Timothy couldn't be together was their family ties. She believed that if she could overcome that one obstacle when it mattered most, nothing would stand between her and Timothy.

Sheila figured it was best to let her. The more drama

Moonstrand Villas, but she told him she was working at

out of the car, Timothy

phone

she said, "tomorrow's Thanksgiving. Grandpa asked me to remind you —everyone's expected

"Got it," Timothy replied.

everyone in their social circle knew

was afraid Timothy

fly-Thanksgiving was already

A day for family.

them would return to the

over early in the morning to help

wife, she'd been flawless these past seven

life they had good enough?

of the road, took out his phone, and dialed Jessica's number-then