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.

see her come out so quickly. "He didn't give you a hard

still refuses to tell

you to go back. Once he's out of

was trying to comfort Jessica, but he was really reassuring

the Zimmerman house, Jessica

to start speaking again,

that she was living away from her family, with so many new people and situations

not at

the room

I'm at

Herbert she was returning, not wanting him to

knew the court date was coming up but hadn't asked her exactly

the thought that maybe Jessica trusted Vince

back for

signed, "I

"Really?"

expected her recovery to be so fast. It had only been a few

by accident when I got emotional. I tried again,

slowly and carefully, called out,

off, her voice

was elated. "At this rate, you won't even

feels uncomfortable

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

no need. I'll come see you after the hearing tomorrow. For now, I'll

call me as soon

now and missed her, it would

until she arrived

speaking, to avoid straining her vocal cords,

they said their

got ready for bed. She