Goodbye Mr regret 29

Goodbye Mr regret 29

Chapter 29 

Seven years of manage 

Could it really be because of that man last night?” 

Timothy’s dark eyes seemed to deepen, almost swallowing the light.” 

He narrowed his gaze jaw tight, and grabbed Jessica’s chin, trying to force her to speak 

Jessica’s lips parted unwillingly

Are you trying to kill yourself?7

His voice was low, edged with a simmering anger he couldn’t quite hide 

When Timothy caught a glimpse of her pale pink tongue, it was still bleeding

Moving to the nightstand, he pulled out a few wet wipes and came back, carefully wiping 

e blood from her skin

Blood was still trickling from the comer of her mouth 

His brow fumowed in frustration. He shoved the remaining wipes into her hand and, without another word, swept her into his arms 

They had barely stepped out of the master bedroomcrossing only a few paceswhen Sheila appeared from the living room, a glass of water in hand. She stepped short, staring at them

Timothy,” Her eyes flicked to Jessica’s bloody lips, the cluster of bruises along her neck, and her robe shipping off one shoulder rumpled and askew.!! 

Sheila pressed her lips together, concern coloring her tone. What happened to Jessica

I’m taking her to the hospital. We’ll talk later, Timothy said, striding past herl 

Sheila’s grip on the glass loosened, it crashed to the floot shattering in a spray of water and crystal 

Had they been so rough that Jessica bled?

Blood at the mouth that meant- 

Jessica, the quiet, delicate one, tumed out to be wild in bed. No wonder she got pregnant with Timothy’s son so soon after they manied

If Timothy could split her lip, just imagine what he was like in other ways

If in hadn’t been for Jessica’s connection as his aunt by marriage, would she ever have landed such a catch?

Timothy rushed Jession to the ER

The doctor cleaned her up, stopped the bleeding, and prescribed medicine, instructing her to avoid hot food and stick to liquids for a while 

Once the wound was tended, Timothy led Jessica back to the car

As soon as he shut the door he shot her a cold look. You made such a scene, forcing me to come and get you myself. And now you act all innocent, like some untouchable saint?! 

Jessica didn’t understand a word he said

She only raised her hands, forming the words slowly in sign language Timothy, let’s get divorced.” 

The world seemed to freeze fora dozen seconds.X 

A smirk curled at Timothy’s lips, mocking and cold. You announce our marriage to everyone in broad daylight, and then at night you ask for a divorce? You’re really testing my patience, aren’t you?

Patience

Who was tolerating whom, exactly

He’d brought his lover home, and he had the nerve to talk about tolerance?! 

Jessica’s hands flow in quick, agitated signs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t announce our marriage certificate. I promised you I wouldn’t go back on my word.” 

Even though he’d betrayed their manage, she’d never planned to make a sceneleast of all now, during what might be the last six months of her life.

That day at the school event, she’d realizedhe’d never willingly claim her as his wife in public 

She wouldn’t humiliate herself. 

Seven years mamed, and I never knew you were such a good actress, Timothy sneered 

Jessica’s hands trembled as she tried to answer but finally, they dropped to her lap. She turned her face to the window

There was nothing left to say. He wouldn’t believe her anyway 

By the time the ordeal was over, down was already coping in, pale and gray 

Timothy’s phone rang 

in 

The car’s Bluetooth displayed Henry’s name on the screen 

He pressed the button on the steering wheel to answer 

Henry’s voice blased through the speakers, trembling and highpitched with panic. Dad, somethingsomething’s wrong! You need to come homel Miss Sheila, she Miss Sheila, she

Henry was on the verge of wears, his words choked and broken 

Timothy’s grip lightened on the wheel Calm down, Henry. Tell me what happened to Sheila?” 

The worry in his voice was impossible to hide 

Goodbye Mr regret

Goodbye Mr regret

Status: Ongoing

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