Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Why do you keep pressing about this?"

Vince's irritation was palpable. "Is it because you realize you couldn't keep it hidden and now you want to dig for answers? How do you even have the nerve?"

He still wasn't satisfied, and pressed on, "Did you really think you could keep this a secret? She knows what she looked like as a kid, doesn't she? Even if you manage to hide it for a while, she'll find out sooner or later. So tell me when did you find out?"

"You still haven't answered my question."

Timothy's expression remained unreadable, calm as ever.

"You're always like this. If I don't talk, you won't either, is that it?”

"That's right."

Vince was so angry it made his chest ache.

"Fine, I'll spell it out. It's just—she looks alike. There are plenty of shows about kids separated from their families, lost and found. Jessy does paper-cutting, my grandfather loves paper-cutting, and then she's taken Daisy as her goddaughter. She's got this strange connection to our family."

Timothy wasn't feeling well; his body was weak and his mind wasn't as sharp as usual.

A server brought over their coffees. Timothy took his cup and sipped.

Yates noticed a deep indentation on the first knuckle of Timothy's right index finger, a trace of blood seeping out.

Yates pressed his lips together. Just how tightly had Timothy been clenching his fist?

drank several mouthfuls of coffee

points, on the face of it, made

social media was public. Sheila could see everything, and Yates had

when you strung all three things

reminded

never have suspected anything.

there were two

you're looking for is right

a special

have been what planted the doubt

asked Herbert whether Jessica was his biological daughter, confirmed the birthmark, and made a phone call. At that point, even without a paternity test, Vince could

Timothy was still lost in thought, Yates spoke up, "Vince, don't you think Sheila was hinting at something with what she

go to the hospital and check on Timothy, they'd chatted a bit, but everything

that he thought about it, those seemingly casual comments were exactly what had made him suspicious. Frowning, he wondered aloud, "Could

to Timothy, his voice anxious, "Tell me, when did you find out? Did you let Sheila in on it too, and

thin line. That day at the hospital, when he'd gotten the DNA results,

had gone off to find her

stood up. "I have something to take care

to Jessy's place to ask for her childhood photos, she said she couldn't find a single one. Did you hide

ignored Vince's question and

let him outmaneuver you again. You told him exactly what you wanted to know, but he

was just cutting him some slack because he's younger-I thought you knew

of his coffee. "From what you were saying, I'd bet Sheila knew exactly what she was doing. She deliberately dropped hints for you that day-she's

you think he's going to look