Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Vince."

Left with no other choice, Phelps called out for Vince. But Vince didn't answer either he simply walked away with Jessica.

Everything was upside down now. Sallie was furious. She stormed after them.

Jessica and Vince had just reached the car when Timothy's sedan pulled up and parked right beside theirs. He got out slowly, leaning on a cane.

Jessica shot Timothy a cold glance and opened the car door.

"Jess." Timothy pressed his hand against the door, keeping it closed. "Come home, just this once. If you're worried, Vince can come with you."

His voice was low and rough, with a hint of pleading. These days, he'd become nothing more than a man waiting for his wife to come home.

Vince stepped forward. "Timothy, after what you did today, there's no going back. Don't you see that?"

Sallie, watching Timothy's defeated posture, remembered the promise she'd made to treat Jessica better for his sake. But seeing her brother hurt like this- she just couldn't stand it.

She marched over and slapped Vince hard across the face.

Jessica's eyes widened in shock. She instinctively jumped between them.

Trying to spare Timothy's feelings, Sallie simply pulled Jessica aside and fixed Vince with a glare.

"You shameless creep! Jessica isn't even divorced from Timothy yet. You're thirty, aren't you? Don't you know you don't mess around with your friend's wife?"

dragging Sallie back to his side. "What

only

at Timothy, her expression full of pain. "I can't just stand by and watch

and saw the scene unfolding. They looked ready to intervene, but Sheila held them back. "Let Timothy handle this. If we get involved, it'll only

could only sigh in

not their fault. If anyone's to blame, it's me. Take Grandma and Grandpa home," Timothy

out

eyes hardened. "I said

stamped her foot, exasperated. "Fine! See if I care. Let's see how

hadn't held back. Red marks

saw for yourself how your sister acted There's nothing between me and Vince but she's determined to see the worst in us, In all these seven years,

stood up

dare treat me this

whole family, even Henry. In a marriage, a woman's place depends on her husband's support. I was foolish to think my patience would ever earn your respect. Now tell me, what's left for

this. Trust me,

*"Too late."*

without a trace of longing. *"I'm

cornered her too many

Allen!" Timothy

car, a folder in hand,

of relief and got into the

the police if you want. But if I end up

always known this, which was why she hadn't reported him in