Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 468

If it weren't for a situation like this, Jessica would never dream of troubling

anyone.

Both of them had always been there for her.

But now, she couldn't be sure if either of them was free-she couldn't risk letting Timothy carve his name into her skin.

She wouldn't allow it.

Not for anything.

Just to be safe, she texted them both.

[Gilded Whisper Estates. Help me!]

Timothy ended his call. Jessica stood, glaring at him, cold and unyielding.

He walked over, a frown pinched between his brows. "Didn't we agree on this? Are you backing out now?"

She had only come back to take her medication.

She had never agreed to let him mark her body with his name.

"If I say no, are you going to force me?"

Timothy couldn't help but remember-that other time, when he'd forced her, and how badly she'd gotten hurt.

The memory twisted something in him.

He realized that, even after all this time apart, he still hadn't done anything to win her back.

If anyone ever saw her birthmark, it would be truly over for them-there'd be no way back.

The thought of a future spiraling out of his control left him deeply unsettled. He just couldn't let go of his wife.

"Jessy, I don't want to force you. Please, just do what you promised me, okay?"

"But when have you ever kept a promise to me?" Her voice was raw, brittle with pain that cut deeper than bone.

All she wanted was a divorce, a way to set herself free.

But he kept pushing her toward a dead end.

"I'm sorry."

Sincerity filled his eyes.

at him and

said he was sorry,

had never shown an ounce

don't want this.

Isn't it possible to

was obsessed

cared

minds would never

their

Timothy didn't see

no going

with

what's worth

either of you give me a reason

met you. I'd walk away. Choosing

"Stop. Don't say another

didn't want to

good, like before. I promise I'll make you happy. Didn't you say you wanted wedding photos? A

almost languidly, lifted his hands from

you out

let us take a simple marriage photo-and now you're talking about a grand

mind. I'm sick-sick with needing

into his

ear,

companionship—I'll give it all

give you anything you

own

struggle in his embrace. Her voice was terrifyingly

reach her. If she would just drop the divorce and stay-just like

simple,

The doorbell rang.

the housekeeper, shrank back, hiding

how to

obvious Mr. Dawson wanted

match-they even had a son together. Now that Mr. Dawson wanted to change, maybe if Mrs. Dawson gave him a chance, the family

sŵnovel

should have been

SWI

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