Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 439

He couldn't afford to back himself into a corner.

So he stepped aside and let her pass.

Jessica swept into the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood. With a sharp bang, she slammed the door shut behind her.

A wave of helplessness washed over Timothy.

He remembered how easily she'd agreed to marry him all those years ago. Back then, winning her hand had been effortless. She'd always been so quiet, so undemanding-until she lost her temper. When she did, coaxing her back was nearly impossible.

Ever since she started this latest argument, he hadn't managed to comfort her, not even once.

The only time she'd softened was on her birthday, and even then, it lasted just a couple of days before she stormed out again.

Frustrated and restless, Timothy left The Gilded Whisper Estates and got into his car. He pulled out his phone and called Yates Bryant.

"Want to get a drink?" Yates chuckled. "Are you out of your mind? It's not dinner, it's not even evening-it's the middle of the afternoon. Shouldn't we be having tea, not whiskey?"

"I need a drink," Timothy replied.

"Well, I don't," Yates said flatly. "Not in the mood."

"I'm in a lousy mood. Can't you keep me company, just this once?"

Something in Timothy's voice made it clear he was at a low point.

Yates sighed. "Fine, fine. Since you're about to get dumped, I'll do you a favor and join you."

"Anywhere you want. My treat.”

"How about The Velvet Ivy? I'm nearby."

Timothy instructed his driver to head to The Velvet Ivy. The place was across town, so it took nearly half an hour to get there. As they neared the entrance, Timothy sent Yates a quick text.

that he was already

outside The Velvet Ivy, Timothy stepped out-and immediately spotted

owner was here,

pulled out his phone and called

need you to check a license plate for me," Timothy said, rattling off

Jessica was messaging Vince, asking him

car.

Timothy ended

as he entered the private suite. Yates glanced up

since the surgery. Shouldn't

to eight weeks on crutches, the doctor said, but he

a drink. "So, what's got you in such a foul

talking," Timothy said with a wry smile. "She's got a

I can't win

that—she actually had

can talk? She's not actually

when she was a kid. Caused her to

a doctor who could help her?" Yates asked, handing over a

Timothy's face clouded. "No."

on her

"Yeah," Timothy said quietly.

sure you should be drinking? Maybe we should just

little.

lifted his glass, but before he could take a sip, Yates shook his head. "You're something else, you know that? She lost her voice for years, married

me forget my troubles. Why are you rubbing

hurts. That's why no one likes hearing it. We've known each other forever, I'm not here to sugarcoat

glass against Timothy's

got perspective. Tell

looked him up and down. "You want

Timothy grumbled. "Of

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