Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 462

Timothy didn't move a muscle. He wasn't worried at all.

He knew Jessica too well-she could never go through with it. She was just too kind.

"One week," he said softly. "In a week, I'll take you home. After all these years of marriage, we've never taken a trip together."

The next second, Jessica pulled the knife away from his neck.

He thought she was backing down.

But then, without warning, Jessica drove the blade straight into his abdomen.

Blood gushed out, soaking Timothy's shirt in seconds.

He stared at her, shocked and speechless.

Jessica hadn't cut his throat-she was afraid she might hit an artery by mistake.

On this island, their house was the only one for miles. If Timothy got hurt, he'd have no choice but to leave the island for treatment.

And that meant she could finally get away.

Her face was set with fierce determination.

He'd pushed her too far. Now, nothing was off the table.

Compared to the pain he'd caused her, this stab was nothing.

Still gripping the paring knife, Jessica's voice was steady and cold. "I'll never hurt myself again. But if, after my cooling-off period, you still lie to me, I won't hesitate to take you down with me. You think you can drug my water? Then I can poison your dinner just as easily."

With that, she yanked the knife free. Blood spurted out, dark and fast.

Timothy just stood there, not even bothering to press a hand to his wound. The fabric around the gash quickly turned crimson.

Jessica dropped the knife to the floor with a sharp clatter.

She turned and walked into the bedroom.

She figured it wouldn't be long before Timothy had someone arrange for him to leave the island and get stitched up.

hurried out and, seeing Timothy's bleeding wound, blurted anxiously, "Sir,

need. You can

cane and lowered himself onto the

seep from his

But Timothy ignored it.

on Jessica's face-utterly blank, devoid of any

didn't care about him

through his photos. There was one Sallie

they're precious. When I don't,

ago, when he'd nicked his finger slicing fruit at home. Jessica had panicked, first popping his finger into her mouth, then frantically disinfecting and bandaging the tiny cut, brow furrowed the

had stabbed

even blink at

was nothing to

waited in the bedroom-fifteen minutes, then thirty. Still, no one

She finally stepped out.

sprawled on the

She hurried over.

trickling from

brow knit

called.

she shouted, but no

out

him to summon help so she could leave

rather bleed than

She shook

his hand trembling as he touched her cheek, a faint smile

then he passed

Jessica shouted, panic

Still, no one.

staff around the

everywhere. Behind the villa stood a row of two-story

anyone there?" she

last, a few staff

hurried over.

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