Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica found the whole thing laughable.

Everything was out in the open-who needed his explanations anymore?

A flicker of relief crossed her mind, thinking back to the day he ordered that cake for her, nearly coaxing her into giving him another chance.

Yet, he and Henry had doused her with a double shot of cold reality, snuffing out the last spark of hope she still held for their marriage.

The man standing before her-such a hypocrite.

His feelings for Sheila were already impossible to hide, yet he still pretended to be so serious, so righteous.

Did he really take her for a fool?

Jessica pressed her lips together, raising a hand to answer, "I have nothing to ask you. Let's skip the pleasantries and get to the point I'm busy and don't have time for this back-and-forth."

Timothy was still smoking, eyes shadowed and unreadable through the swirling haze.

With a cool detachment, he finally spoke. "Even if I explained, you wouldn't listen. So, you want a divorce, and somehow that's my fault? Is that what you're saying?"

She almost laughed.

The way his mind worked was truly something else.

"Think whatever you want." Jessica's gestures were impatient, sharp. "If you're not here to discuss the divorce, I'll have my lawyer handle it with you."

Timothy's gaze narrowed.

Vince was meddling

already had

seemed invested

eyes lingered

She really was beautiful.

a flower in

was show her face outside, and she'd attract a

God she was still

you-Vince isn't as simple as you think. Haven't you wondered why he's so eager to get you

you just because your grandmother was his grandfather's first love?" Jessica's anger flashed-her gestures were quick, cutting. "Only someone with a twisted mind

out a short, humorless laugh. "You really are naïve. All right, fine, let's not talk about Vince.

to explain things with Sheila, he'd had to leave because

over a misunderstanding with Sheila to demand a divorce, she

the only reason he was willing to endure her harsh words

nothing to discuss between us-except the divorce." Jessica's tone was ice cold,

into the ashtray. "From the moment I walked up to you seven

moment was one

was like something out of

man she'd secretly loved for so long had suddenly approached her, gentle but resolute, telling her he'd fallen for her at first sight and wanted her to be his