Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sandra's face lit up with delight. "My granddaughter-in-law is coming? Oh, that's wonderful! You know what, maybe tomorrow I'll arrange for someone to pick her up. It's been seven years I haven't even met her yet!"

Back then, the whole Lawson family had been furious about what happened, and it caused a huge rift with the Howards. In a fit of anger, both families agreed to cut off contact altogether.

Still, Timothy and Sallie were their biological grandchildren, so they kept in touch.

As for Timothy's marriage to Jessica, he'd hidden it from them at first. The Lawsons had already stopped speaking to them, and he never mentioned it.

Even Sallie, that little scamp, helped him keep it secret.

It wasn't until word got out that Timothy had a son that they finally learned the truth.

Afterward, when they confronted Sallie about it, she just shrugged and said Timothy was being ridiculous, insisting on marrying a mute girl. She found it humiliating. Anyway, Timothy kept Jessica tucked away at home, never letting anyone meet her, so Sallie didn't bother telling anyone he was married.

Sandra and Abell figured that even if Jessica couldn't speak, Timothy had chosen her himself. They'd brought it up countless times, wanting to meet her, and each time Timothy promised to arrange something-but nothing ever happened.

Later, they planned to visit in person, but age caught up with Sandra and Abell. If it wasn't one of them in the hospital, it was the other. They just never managed to find the right time to travel.

They still hadn't had a chance to meet her.

Lawson back with her, they probably still

with me right now-giving me the silent treatment. She definitely won't come. I'll bring her when

eyes. "But in your condition,

wheelchair in a few days. That

work

it can't be helped. Get

and Abell left

bit tired. He'd spent most

quiet and darkness settled in, his thoughts inevitably

help but think back to that night-his temples throbbed as

lost control

no matter how much he wanted

wrong

because she kept refusing him, driving his frustration to the

patience. Plus, he'd been in a foul mood and had drunk more red wine than he should have. He vaguely

eyes and let out a long breath,