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 I once told

am I supposed to know which

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

our marriage? Throw away your family?" His

exact tone he'd used the first time he said

stairs, Kane called me and asked me to come 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, can you

sincerity in Timothy's voice she hadn't heard

married seven years. Never, not until the divorce was

nothing to her. Her response was cool and distant: "How can you blame it on interruptions? You

understand. We're married. No matter how much I care about her, she's always an outsider to us. Seven years ago, she saved

I might marry her—”

Lawson!" Jessica's whisper was sharp, her words

interest in hearing about your past

her, those memories were wounds-scars she'd only just begun to heal.

matter if you

There's no reason for you to

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