Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Mr. Smith couldn't understand sign language and had no idea what Jessica was trying to say to Timothy.

All he could gather-from the tense lines of Jessica's face-was that the two of them seemed to be arguing.

Ines sat frozen, shock etched across her features.

Jessica wanted to divorce Timothy.

They... She had always thought their marriage was solid, that their family life was stable and loving.

Now, Jessica seemed to have pushed Timothy to the edge. He stood there, every inch of him radiating a dark, brooding anger. His striking features were set in a harsh, cold mask, lips pressed into a tight line.

Jessica shot him an indifferent glance before turning away, typing something quickly on her phone. She held the screen up for Mr. Smith to read:

"Don't worry about his opinion. Whether he agrees or not, he can't stop me from taking your movie role. I'll leave with you the day after tomorrow."

Jessica hadn't wanted things to get this ugly. After all, they'd been married for years, and there was their son to consider. She had always tried to spare Timothy's pride, to keep things civil between them.

But her patience hadn't brought the peace she'd hoped for. If anything, it had only driven her closer to a breaking point.

Even a cornered rabbit will bite.

finally figured it out-she wouldn't keep quiet any longer. If things had to

their marriage. Her

pining after Sheila even after their wedding. He'd nearly crossed the line with

would be Timothy whose reputation

keep up appearances, yet Timothy himself would parade his

dirty laundry, she'd help him tear up the curtain. Maybe then she could finally

"Jessica."

was cold

responding. She

another message for Mr. Smith: "Let's exchange

her phone

strode over and grabbed her phone, his voice low and threatening. "If you

Annoyance flickered across

Signing rapidly, she told

in her voice. "I never imagined that inviting you to work would cause so much trouble. If

Ines's generation, with a child involved, divorce was