Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 320

Timothy’s expression darkened as he shot Vince a look, then spoke into his phone. “Understood. I’ll be right there.”

He could guess easily enough—this was probably Vince’s doing, bringing Jessica in to file a report.

A chill flickered across Timothy’s usually warm and handsome features, but he didn’t bother to argue with Vince.

Standing up, he said, “I’ve got something to take care of. I’ll be off.”

Yates blinked in confusion. “We haven’t even started dinner.”

Timothy didn’t look back. He walked straight out, letting the private dining room door click shut behind him.

Yates turned to Vince, giving him an exaggerated thumbs-up. “You’re something else. Seriously, I don’t get it—why does Timothy put up with you?”

Vince raised an eyebrow. “You mean today?”

“Not just today. I mean, even before this. Today’s just weirder than usual.”

Vince, for his part, didn’t think Timothy’s patience today was all that odd. What did puzzle him was Timothy’s leniency in the past. Aside from that whole battery share fiasco, he’d pushed Timothy’s buttons plenty of times.

But Timothy had never really held it against him.

For Jessica’s sake, Vince hadn’t mentioned what Timothy did to her last night. Instead, he changed the subject. “Tell me, what makes you think I’m trying to steal Timothy’s wife?”

Yates snorted. “Oh, please. It’s obvious. If you’re not stealing his wife, why hide her away and meddle in their marriage? What do you want me to think?”

Vince frowned. “Did I ever say I liked Jessy?”

Yates nodded, dead serious. “You might as well have. It’s written all over your face.”

Truth was, Yates had barely interacted with Jessica—maybe three times, tops.

Once at a private room in Red House.