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.

got home,

here

with her hands, "No, I'll head

here, and she still needed

"Let's go, then."

in the car with

dozed off on the way, but she was still wary of Timothy and kept

noticed how uncomfortable she looked, and little by little, he scooted closer. When she slipped deeper into sleep,

Jessica slept

of her hair drifted to him. It had been so long since Timothy had breathed in anything that soothing. Without realizing, he fell

pulled up to The Gilded Whisper Estates, Jessica stirred

straight, almost bolting out of the car in

away; it had taken him ages to

still a jumbled mess. She pulled out her

that out of

like she was trying to cozy up to

while,

just bored,

can come over and keep

to get suspicious, she

Timothy's relationship with Vince, it wouldn't be a

was nearly eight o'clock by

thought about waking her for dinner,

sleep. He'd messaged Mabel ahead,

came to her door and knocked. "Jessy, dinner's

stepped out

was already waiting

Jessica walked over, Mabel was about to ladle out the soup, but Timothy reached for the spoon

gave a gentle smile

obvious—the master of the house was treating his wife

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