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Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 235

Timothy didn’t mind the place being small. In fact, once he stepped inside, his restless heart finally began to settle.

He let go of Jessica’s wrist and made himself comfortable on an old wooden armchair in the living room, acting entirely at home.

He looked up at Jessica, his gaze dark and unreadable.

“Come sit down. We need to talk.”

Timothy made no effort to act like a guest; he was as at home here as anywhere.

Jessica raised her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Unless we’re talking about the divorce, there’s nothing left for us to discuss.”

Timothy’s brief calm was instantly shattered by her words.

“Do you realize how annoying it is for a woman to keep threatening divorce? It gets old, you know.”

“Then get it over with,” Jessica shot back, her patience thinner than his. “I’m even more tired of it than you.”

This marriage was a disaster. He could afford to waste a lifetime, but she couldn’t.

For her, every single second was a countdown, racing toward the inevitable. She didn’t have time to drag this out any longer.

After tomorrow’s memorial, she’d go back to Riverside City to find Ines and get back in touch with Mr. Smith, land that role, and start adjusting as soon as possible.

She was running out of time. There were still so many things she needed to do before the end.

Timothy’s steadied mood was unraveling quickly, anger flickering in his eyes.

He forced himself to keep his voice level. “We agreed on a month. What’s with the sudden drama?”

“Have you even stuck to the agreement?” Jessica’s slender fingers danced in the air, her anger barely contained. “How many times have you broken the rules?”

Even angry, her hands were graceful, delicate as they moved.

Timothy’s gaze lingered on her hands, remembering how they felt against his skin—how long had it been since they’d touched each other with any real intimacy?

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