Goodbye, Mr. Regret

She'd been tricked into this cage.

If she'd known, back then, why he really wanted to marry her-

No matter how much she loved him, she would never have agreed.

She would have fought her way out, no matter what.

"I don't want anyone else."

Jessica's gestures were firm, her expression steeled. "That's your problem, not mine. You heard Vince just now-he said he'd go look for his sister himself. Don't think you can threaten me with that. You know perfectly well what you did to me that night. For the sake of our son, I don't want him to be shamed by all this. But if you push me, I'll take you down with me. I have nothing left to lose."

Timothy had never seen her like this before.

She was always gentle, always smiling softly, her manners impeccable.

So when she first asked for a divorce, he thought she was just making a scene.

He never imagined it would come to this.

Some things, deep down in a person's bones, never change.

As a child, she'd always been obedient, mild-mannered, willing to yield on most things.

But when it truly mattered, she stood her ground.

Like that time in preschool, when a little girl from an ordinary family was being bullied by a rich boy. Jessica saw it happen and insisted the boy apologize. She wouldn't back down.

No compromise.

“The hearing is tomorrow. If you don't show up, I'll call the police."

Her hands dropped. She turned on her heel and walked away, her posture resolute, not a hint of hesitation in her stride.

for Jessica, surprised to see her come out so quickly. "He didn't give you

on her phone: "He still refuses to

to force you to go back. Once he's out of options, he'll talk to me. We

trying to comfort Jessica, but he was really

Zimmerman house, Jessica video-called

needed to start speaking

new people and situations around her, being unable to speak made everything so

at your

different about the room

back home. I'm at the Zimmermans'," Jessica

she was returning, not wanting him to

date was coming up but hadn't asked her

home, Herbert was suddenly struck by the thought that maybe Jessica trusted Vince more than him—and felt

back for the

"I think I can speak

"Really?"

expected her recovery to be so fast. It had only

got emotional. I

and, slowly and carefully,

slow, the pronunciation a little off, her voice strained, but there were

"At this rate, you won't even

throat still feels uncomfortable when

at first. Don't worry. Just keep up your exercises. Wait for me-I'III book a flight and come help

after the hearing tomorrow. For now, I'll keep practicing like before and keep taking the meds you

call me as

If he left now and missed her, it would be

she arrived

straining her vocal cords, and to stick to

they said their

for