Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica sat in the passenger seat and immediately spotted Timothy.

Herbert was behind the wheel, eyes sharp on the road ahead, but he couldn't miss Timothy either.

They were almost at Jessica's house now, and the car slowed considerably. Herbert glanced at her, sensing her anxiety.

Without hesitation, Jessica signed, "Herbert, just keep driving."

The last thing she wanted was to run into Timothy-especially now, with Herbert

by her side. Knowing Timothy's temper, she could already imagine the argument that would follow.

Herbert pressed his foot to the gas.

Out on the sidewalk, Timothy was standing face-to-face with Secretary Allen, his gaze fixed on the passing traffic. Something about the car caught Timothy's attention a flash of familiarity.

Secretary Allen noticed Timothy staring and turned to look as well.

"Ma'am..."

But the car sped by without even a pause.

Through the window, Timothy caught sight of Jessica. He took an unconscious step forward, but the vehicle was already disappearing down the block.

presence turning icy and oppressive. Secretary Allen ducked his head,

they could see Jessica, then they could see

from sight did Timothy finally tear his gaze away. His voice was cold and low as he called

snapped

frosty stare was unreadable. "You've been here all day. When did he show

sank, but he didn't dare withhold the truth. "When I arrived this morning, Mr.

shot Allen a frosty glare and

him, voice tight with panic. "President Lawson, I just didn't want you and Mrs.

seat.

outside, Timothy's forceful presence left

about my wife from me again..." Timothy paused, letting

Snap-

slammed the door

ways down the road, Herbert finally

"do you want

mood had darkened since Timothy's sudden appearance. All she wanted was a quick