Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 425

The whole thing left her more confused than ever.

There was no way she and Vince could be related by blood. That was just impossible.

Unless... was there something off on her father's side?

Her mother had jumped from a building all those years ago. But why? What would drive her to do that?

Did it have anything to do with her father?

But then again, Vince didn't seem like he could be her father's son either-they didn't look anything alike.

On the way home, Jessica sent Vince a message.

[Vince, are you really your parents' biological child?]

Her question came out of nowhere and left Vince completely baffled.

[I am, yeah. Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?]

So, he was really a Zimmerman by blood.

That meant there was absolutely no way they were related.

Could it be something to do with her grandmother's side?

Her grandmother had been Larkin's first love...

Larkin even said that once she was divorced, he wanted Vince to marry her.

That ruled out the possibility of her mother and Larkin being involved-Larkin would never have said something like that otherwise.

Jessica couldn't find any solid answers on her own. She decided she'd have to go see Sheila and get the truth straight from her.

she got home, Timothy was

here tonight?" he

shook her head, signing with her hands, "No,

to do here, and she still needed to track down her birth

"Let's go, then."

the car

drive. Jessica dozed off on the way, but she was still wary

little by little, he scooted closer. When she slipped deeper into sleep, he gently eased her head onto his

to lean on, Jessica slept

the familiar, comforting scent of her hair drifted to him. It had been so long

finally pulled up to The Gilded Whisper Estates,

bolting out of the car

had woken up earlier. Jessica, even in sleep, kept shifting away; it had taken him ages

mess. She pulled out her phone and

that out of

it might sound like she was trying to cozy up to the Zimmerman family. The question was way too

while, she

was just bored,

bored, I can come over and keep

suspicious, she told him that

wouldn't be a big deal if

was nearly eight

back, Timothy had thought

he let her sleep. He'd messaged Mabel ahead, asking her

came to her door and knocked. "Jessy,

out of her

already waiting at the dining

the soup, but Timothy reached for the spoon first, filled a bowl, and set

gave a gentle smile and quietly

obvious—the master of the house was

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