Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 239

What woman could ever accept her husband investing in a film just for his mistress?

Jessica refused to answer. Even one more word with him, she thought, would probably shave a month off her life.

She lifted her hand weakly. "I'm tired. I need to get some rest."

It was as clear a dismissal as any.

Timothy glanced at his watch. It was late, and he didn't press her for an immediate answer.

Mr. Smith wasn't leaving right away he could give her some time to think it over.

"Alright. Get some sleep," he said, his tone surprisingly gentle. "We'll head back to Riverside City early tomorrow. By the way, where's the bathroom? I need a shower."

Jessica's eyes widened in disbelief.

Was he seriously asking where the bathroom was?

Did he plan to stay here tonight?

fingers, impatient. "I meant you should head home

knit together. "You're kicking

Her answer was

warning, scooped her into his arms, holding her tight, his gaze smoldering. "Heartless little thing. I just drove over two hours to pick you up so we can spend the holiday together, worked all day, and now, at this hour, you want

Jessica nearly lost it.

nights ago, outside The Silverthread Eatery, he'd been the one to

amnesia? In the blink of an eye, it was as if their last fight

what they mean-no hard feelings. Whatever we argued about, let's just leave it in the past,

this back and forth only wasted their time-time that slipped away, irretrievable. Instead of letting it go to waste,

loses face

he refused to let go, she'd

"I'll set up a

him out, if he was determined

Timothy finally set

led him to one of

her mother. The other was her grandmother's. It wouldn't be right

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