Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sheila put on an innocent act, her tone aggrieved. "What are you talking about? Sure, I'm not related to him by blood, but I've been the Howard family's daughter for years. I'm still his aunt, you know. How could you accuse me of something so outrageous?"

"Accuse you?" Jessica scoffed, then continued in sign language, her expression icy. "I saw everything. He wrote your name all over that notebook, and there's a box in the storage room at the Gilded Whisper Estates-filled with proof that you two nearly got married. If it wasn't for love, do you think someone like Timothy would risk everything to marry you?"

This was exactly the scenario Sheila had hoped for.

Back then, before she left, she'd packed away all those things and stashed them in the storage room at the Gilded Whisper Estates.

Sheila bit her lip, feigning embarrassment at being caught. "When did you find out?"

So she admitted it—she and Timothy really were going to get married.

Jessica's only regret was realizing it too late. If she'd known sooner, she wouldn't have wasted seven years of her life on Timothy.

Now, she was finally certain she wanted a divorce.

The two of them had always been living a forbidden love. They needed someone else to cover for them, to act as a convenient excuse. But real love is always too crowded there's never room for a third person.

Jessica's voice was calm but resolute. "The first three months after Timothy brought you home," she answered. "We're both women, Sheila. I get how you feel. But love's a crowded thing-can it ever really fit three people? Don't you want me out of the picture for good?"

Sheila stared at Jessica, momentarily speechless.

Jessica actually believed her bond with Timothy was unbreakable.

unbreakable, would things have come to

And Sheila could feel herself slipping out, getting pushed to

one to talk much. Clearly, he'd never really opened up to Jessica, either-otherwise, she'd

that was for the best. As long as Jessica kept believing in the strength of her marriage,

in the past, Jessica. Don't overthink it. Timothy loves you now. He wants to spend his life with you. That's why he won't sign the divorce papers. Are you really willing to just walk

completely. Love is

curled in a bitter smile. "Haven't I made myself

concerned. "But what about Henry? You're just going to

her son—who barely even saw

never give her custody. The divorce proceedings had dragged on for ages. Fighting for Henry would only make it

anything," Jessica

still needs his mother," Sheila pressed, her

live without her, but reality had proven otherwise. All

not. Let him stay

Lawson is

it all wrong. There's nothing between Timothy and me. Please, stop saying these things. You're only making

anyone; if she slipped up and he found

alone would be enough to get what she wanted. But