Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica couldn't stop Herbert. Frantically, she rushed back to unplug her phone and dialed his number, only to have the call cut off. She sent him message after message in a panic.

Why did you leave so suddenly?

Are you going to see Timothy?

Don't you dare!

Herbert?! If you go, I'll be furious!

She didn't want Herbert to get into a fight with Timothy. She could handle the divorce through legal channels; the last thing she wanted was for Herbert to get himself into trouble on her behalf.

Vince hurried over, worry written all over his face. "Jessica, what happened? What did you just say to him?"

Fumbling with her phone, Jessica quickly typed out a message to show him.

"Mr. Zimmerman, can you give me Marquis's business card? I'll organize the evidence I have tonight and send it directly to him. Right now, I need to find Herbert-I'm worried he'll do something reckless.”

The cold fury Herbert had shown just now reminded her so much of his teenage years. Back then, whenever someone insulted his mother, he'd always jump headlong into a fight.

He might look calm and refined these days, especially now that he was a doctor; but beneath that composed exterior, the volatility was still there, simmering just below the surface.

with you,"

Jessica nodded.

As they drove, Jessica

tight knot. She clutched

was nothing.

pulled the

"Jessy, what's going on?"

read With Herbert's temper, I'm afraid he'll go looking for Timothy and pick a fight. That won't end well for him. He's the younger son

pressed his lips together, the realization dawning that there was more between

Herbert clearly cared deeply about her. Jessica must have explained about Timothy's emotional affair using sign language-no

Herbert must be on his way to

take you there now-he can't be far ahead.

Jessica replied,

Meanwhile, after leaving the

Timothy had sought out the best jewelry restorer in

City. The ten pearls-badly