Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 480

Jessica stopped Larkin, shaking her head. “Let’s just leave it. I don’t want to be tangled up with their family anymore.”

The more you try to sort it out, the messier it gets.

But Larkin’s jaw tightened. “If I don’t confront Phelps about this, I’ll never be able to swallow my anger. Don’t worry, Jess. I’ll handle this. No matter what, I’ll make sure your divorce from Timothy goes through smoothly.”

It was in that moment Jessica realized: having family, for a woman after marriage, was the greatest source of strength.

Her grandfather had lost his granddaughter for so many years, and now he knew in advance all the hurt she’d suffered at the Lawsons’ hands. There was no way he’d stand by and do nothing.

Jessica didn’t try to stop him again.

Vince put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Come on, I’ll show you to your room. You’ve had a tough day—just rest here tonight. Let us handle the rest.”

“Alright,” she agreed quietly.

She was drained, physically and emotionally, from the whole exhausting divorce ordeal. The idea of rest was a relief.

Jessica followed Vince down the hall to her room.

Stopping at the door, Vince glanced back at her. “Even though you haven’t been home for years, Mom always kept your room ready. After you turned eighteen, she even had it redecorated.”

With that, he pushed the door open.

The room was awash in soft, feminine touches—blush-pink curtains, a crisp white bed, a neat row of plush toys lined up above the headboard. On the wall hung an oversized photograph. There was a picture frame on the nightstand too, holding a photo of her as a little girl.

Jessica stepped inside, her fingers brushing the frame as she picked it up. Looking at her childhood face, she felt a rush of emotions—grief, comfort, longing—all at once.

This room didn’t feel foreign at all.

Somewhere deep down, it felt like home.

Vince spoke softly from the doorway. “Every year, Mom bought you the latest clothes for the season. I checked—all the sizes should fit you. Everything you might need is here. If you can’t find something, just ask. Grandpa and I will be home early tonight. We’ll have dinner together.”

Jessica nodded.

After Vince left, she walked to the wardrobe and opened it. Inside, it was packed with brand-new clothes, tags still attached.

The vanity was covered with jewelry and trinkets.

Her eyes stung with tears.

So, she did have a family who loved her.

They hadn’t forgotten about her or pretended she didn’t exist. Even though she was missing, she’d always been in their hearts.

The warmth seeped into the cracks of her battered spirit.

She found herself aching to see her mother.

Now that she was a mother herself, she understood—at least a little—what it meant to love your child like that.

Jessica fished out her phone and called Vince.

Earlier, Vince had already contacted the Bryants, letting Mr. and Mrs. Bryant know that Grandpa was waiting for them at the Lawson estate, urging them to get there as soon as possible.

He and Larkin had decided to split up—one headed to the Lawsons’, the other to the Gilded Whisper Estates.

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