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?

"I meant you

brows knit together.

Her answer

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

Jessica nearly lost it.

nights ago, outside The Silverthread Eatery, he'd been the one to toss her out of

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

the opposite of what they mean-no hard feelings. Whatever

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

what man loses face by conceding to

refused to let go,

set up

she wanted to throw him out, if he was determined to stay, there was little she

compromise, Timothy finally set her

rumpled clothes and led him

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

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