Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Herbert stood up at once and took Jessica's hand. "Little Mute, let's go."

Tonight's dinner was Jessica's treat. She wanted to thank Vince he'd helped her find a lawyer for her divorce, and she was flying abroad tomorrow. This meal was her way of showing gratitude.

If Timothy showed up here, it might mess with her travel plans. Jessica turned to Vince and said, "Let's eat together another time, okay? I don't want to see him."

Vince rose as well. "Jessy, I can't speak for everyone, but I know Timothy. Even if you avoid him tonight, what about tomorrow? If you don't clear the air, I doubt you'll make it onto that plane."

Running away was only a short-term fix.

Herbert's expression darkened. "Vince, did you come here just to play Timothy's messenger?"

Herbert didn't know Timothy, but Jessica did. She quickly signed to Herbert, "He's right."

Then Jessica asked Herbert to let Timothy know she was here.

With two friends by her side, she wasn't worried anymore.

It was time for things to be said, once and for all.

Vince texted the restaurant's address to Timothy.

Still, for Jessica's safety, he also messaged a security firm to post a couple of bodyguards in the lobby downstairs. Last time, Timothy had gotten physical with Jessica-who knew what he might do tonight? Vince was the one who'd suggested Timothy come; he had to make sure Jessica was protected.

he saw that Herbert

two men sat on either side of

Timothy's face clouded over.

to Vince and

started eating. I've already used my

had no intention of

to take Jessica home, not to start a fight, so he sat down on

Jessica ignored him completely.

a steely glance. "I had

"I'm not."

moment, Timothy's phone rang-Secretary Allen was

He answered.

wife, but the courier

chill swept Timothy's

"I understand."

phone, his voice was icy. "I've never treated you badly. The only

you is a wedding, and I've already promised to make it up to you.

want? Does it really have to end up in