Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Outside, autumn rain drifted down in gentle sheets.

The raindrops drummed against the window, composing a soft, beautiful symphony.

Inside, the atmosphere grew warm and intimate.

Though Timothy hadn't crossed any lines with Sheila, her mind was already

spinning with anticipation.

Being this close to him, feeling the heat radiate from his body, his skin pressed to hers-it set her heart aflame.

His masculine scent enveloped her completely.

Timothy pressed his forehead to Sheila's with almost unbearable tenderness, his voice a low murmur. "Jessy..."

Sheila's anger flared. So, Jessica really was all he cared about.

"Be good from now on, alright? No more fussing," he whispered, loosening his tie, revealing the sharp line of his throat.

Sheila knew perfectly well that Timothy's heart belonged to Jessica.

She'd even started using the same shampoo and perfume as Jessica, hoping he wouldn't notice any difference when she was near, saying nothing at all when she entered the room.

But knowing he spoiled Jessica so much, even his voice turning soft and seductive just for her, made Sheila burn with jealousy.

only made Sheila more determined not to let

Sheila wasn't resisting him for once, and the dark mood

pushed

time, she'd bitten her own tongue

until

off. That, in itself, was enough to

in his hands, his thumb stroking her

me tonight,

just above hers,

door burst

Sallie barged in.

stopped dead at the sight of

for a heartbeat, then stormed over.

Sallie grabbed Timothy by the collar and hauled him upright, slapping him hard across the face. "Have you lost your mind? Do you even know

arm, shrinking behind

of his daze. He glanced up, saw Sallie, and scowled

Lately, every time he got close to Jessy, someone

clouded with frustration. Being caught like

frustauld mortify Jessica. He

his arm closer, glaring. "What are you doing

Timothy's