Goodbye, Mr. Regret

So much time had passed, and Timothy-knowing Jessica still had a considerable amount of cash on hand-had simply put the matter aside.

"Alright, I'll take care of it as soon as I can."

He ended the call, staring at the words Jessica had written to him on his screen.

In that moment, he felt not a single pang of regret about his decision-or about her insistence on divorce.

Neither he nor their son seemed to matter to her anymore. If she ever returned to

the Zimmerman family, he doubted he could keep her there.

For now, he had no choice but to keep things hidden a while longer.

She'd have to come back on the day of the hearing.

Once everything was settled, he'd personally bring her back to the Zimmerman estate, to reclaim her place in the family.

Sallie waited for quite some time with no reply from Timothy. Losing patience, she called directly.

He answered.

"Timothy, I saw her today. I apologized, but she's still so cold. Next time, don't blame me for how things turn out."

keep

that

"No."

angry about-everything

have you fallen

I'd marry someone

had to agree. It was like the first time she'd seen Jessica at the fabric market with Herbert-she hadn't even seen clearly and

been married for seven years, and they had a son

about Sheila, then? What's going

family liked bringing up

But Sallie needed reassurance.

possibly be with her? Stop letting

true, why did you let her stay at Moonstrand Villas? And that night- dressed so provocatively-did she plan on contaminating Mom's house

our grandparents' foster daughter. There's

about the consequences? Sallie paused, realization dawning on he "You say there's nothing between you two, but that night,

I thought she

you don't want a divorce, then keep your distance from her. People who don't know how to speak up are always more sensitive; they bottle everything