Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy's head snapped to the side as the blow landed.

Both Sandra and Sallie gasped in shock.

Sallie started forward, but Sandra grabbed her arm, shooting her a warning glance-don't get involved.

Jessica's eyes were cold as ice, her voice trembling with fury. "If you so much as lay a finger on Herbert, I swear I'll kill you."

Herbert had cured her muteness, given her a second chance to speak. He was her savior, the one who'd helped her leave the Wheeler family for her own sake. There was no way she would let Timothy hurt him.

Timothy suddenly let out a harsh, bitter laugh and turned to face her. "So you care about him that much now? You'd kill your own husband for him?”

He grabbed her shoulders, his grip unsteady and desperate. "Tell me did you sleep with him? Is that why he knows about the birthmark on your chest?"

Vince stepped in, roughly pulling Timothy away and shoving him back.

The ground outside was slick with snow; Timothy, already weak, couldn't keep his balance. Vince, driven by anger, shoved hard, and Timothy went sprawling onto the icy ground.

He looked utterly defeated.

clear there was no

have the bare minimum of trust in

her

countless scars on his back. Watching him hit the ground just

don't approve of what Timothy's done

a word against you. Jessy, please

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kitchen. The wind howled outside, and the clatter

took off his apron. "Why haven't they come

go too,"

quickly stopped her. "You're not well enough to go out in the cold. Let

Timothy away, but Sallie couldn't swallow her anger. Tears filling her eyes, she glared at Jessica and

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