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.

icy and oppressive. Secretary Allen ducked his head, barely daring

then they could see Herbert

tear his gaze away. His voice was cold and low

Allen snapped to

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

Allen's heart sank, but he didn't dare withhold the truth. "When I arrived this morning, Mr. Herbert was getting here too.

shot Allen a frosty glare and

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

slid into the passenger seat. The door was still

forceful presence left him feeling small and on

me again..." Timothy paused, letting his words

Snap-

door and started the

the road, Herbert finally

quietly, "do you want to

appearance. All she wanted was a