Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 466

Timothy pressed his hand to his chest. "I'll have your name tattooed right here- because in this lifetime, only you belong in my heart."

Not long ago, he'd told her he loved her.

And now, today, he wanted her name etched above his heart.

It was almost laughable.

Their marriage was already in pieces, shattered beyond repair.

Let him do as he pleased.

Without her medication, she would die.

When she'd found that box while preparing for the divorce-after every lawyer in town had refused to take her case—she'd been diagnosed with cancer. That was when she realized: maybe this was the only way out. The only road left that led away from him.

She'd tried. She'd tried so hard to change things.

But in the end, this was the path she had to walk.

The next moment, he spoke again. "So, I want you to leave my name on your skin

too. That way, we'll always be together, all right?"

At last, Jessica responded.

"No way!"

Death was the only escape she had left.

She wasn't going to let him leave any mark of himself on her, even after she was gone.

"Be good, Salome."

"Salome? Who's Salome?"

Jessica stared at Timothy in confusion. Did he have someone else besides Sheila?

"Sorry, slip of the tongue. Jessy and Salome both mean sunshine."

Jessica didn't buy it for a second.

But what did it matter who he loved? She just couldn't let him leave his name on her body.

"Timothy, if you dare put your name on me, I'll tear the skin off myself."

"Don't fight me."

gentle, but there was a steel beneath it that

don't want your name on me, Timothy. Not

to leave him was

changed his

Zimmerman family

he could keep her close. But if she became the daughter of the Zimmermans, Vince would stop at nothing to take her away

missing for twenty years; as far as he was concerned, Salome

could only

to get rid

that looked similar wouldn't

would ever think to

you agree,

has your word ever meant

me, fine. We'll go back now. When we're home, I'll call in two tattoo artists, and we'll

they were back, she might finally

"Fine, I agree."

spark flickered in her eyes at

Timothy

the tattoo artists to

He fastened his

with

e care and

the

arrange for the

to arrange for

helicopter landed

her heartbeat slow as she

she

couldn't help watching her the small crease between her brows deepening as she slept. He reached out,

Wow.

moment later, the crease returned,

twisted

her furrowed brow, as if he could smooth away her

how things between them

her, he'd never planned on letting her

he saw her, his desire to marry

even though they shared

temptation had been almost too much to

he

one time he got drunk, she'd tried to take care of him.

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