Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"You just got off the plane. Get some sleep-I'll keep an eye on Daisy."

"No need."

She turned away, refusing to look at him.

"You look exhausted, Jessica. Don't push yourself."

His voice was already pleasant, but with that gentle concern, it was even harder to resist.

But words like that he'd never have said them to her before.

And now, she didn't want to hear them.

"It's pointless, Timothy. No matter what you do now, I'm going through with the divorce."

"I know," Timothy replied, lowering his voice so he wouldn't disturb Daisy. "I just wanted to do something for you before it's all over. I know you've been helping out with the housework, making donations, giving Carlisle and the others a chance. I know all of it."

Jessica lifted her chin, her eyes shining with unshed tears, but she refused to let them fall.

"So what if you know?"

now, but could you just calm down and think about it for a minute? Do you remember something

years. How am I supposed

gaze, then quietly repeated the words he'd once said to

set on this just because you're jealous of her, you're willing to throw away our marriage? Throw away your

the exact tone he'd used the first time he

check on her. I didn't have a chance to explain things to you. Every time I tried, something else interrupted. And by the time I finally got the chance, you wouldn't listen anymore. Jessica,

Timothy's

not until the divorce was looming,

and distant: "How can you blame it on interruptions? You rushed to her side every time something happened, like nothing else mattered. Don't

let me explain, you'll understand. We're married. No matter how much I care about her, she's always an outsider to us. Seven years ago, she saved my life. I think I mentioned this before. And yes, back

I might marry her—”

her words edged with anger. "I

hearing about

begun to heal. She didn't want to rip them open

if you

wife. We're in this together. There's no reason for you to be jealous

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