Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 458

Sheila opened the door, surprised to find Timothy standing there.

"Timothy, come in. Have a seat."

She reached out, ready to steady him, but Timothy sidestepped her hand. "I can walk on my own."

His sudden coldness stung in a way Sheila couldn't quite put into words. Still, she swallowed her discomfort.

"I'll make you some coffee."

"No need. I won't be staying long."

Sheila felt even more at a loss. What was he here for, then?

Timothy settled into the living room armchair. "Sit down."

Uneasy, Sheila perched on the edge of the couch.

Looking directly at her, Timothy got right to the point. "I just stopped by Ines's studio. From her, I learned that the reason she gave that painting, The Grand Canal, Venice, to Henry, was because she saw Jessy's style in one of Henry's papercut illustrations. So, that painting can't stay with you. I'm here to take it back."

Sheila stared at him, stunned.

This was the first time he'd ever asked to take back something he'd given her.

He really was starting to care more about Jessica.

But she didn't argue. "I see. Since it's hard for you to get around, I'll have someone bring it to you later."

up. Also, about Henry calling you his mother in public-please correct him in the future. All

as though everything had changed in

herself to keep her composure.

own words and tried to explain. "I don't want our family to fall apart. I used to think she could understand our relationship, but I've realized recently that she can't. I hope you won't be offended about me taking the

"Timothy, it's nothing. Why would I

you're not getting any younger.

froze, her

realize what

"I do."

you refuse to accept me, then I'm your aunt—and as your elder, what right do

refused her now, she

family registration was with the Howards. She was Sandra and Abell's daughter, Timothy's aunt in every legal and

lingered on

had ever used her status as his

"Sorry. We grew up together, almost as equals, so I shouldn't have said that. But

up back then? For seven years, I kept my distance, never crossing the

looking for ways to solve our

broke at

who'd defied

know how much I love you. You promised me, even if we got married, we'd keep it secret-that was

"That wasn't love."

Sheila felt herself unraveling.

thirty, still a virgin, never even dated, never experienced the warmth of a lover's embrace. Night after night, she endured the loneliness and longing, all

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