Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 144

Timothy's sharp, handsome features were so dark with anger, it was as if a storm cloud hung over his face. Whatever patience he had left was vanishing fast.

"Jessica." His voice was icy, each word razor-edged. "Have I been too lenient with you?"

He'd compromised again and again, thinking she'd finally meet him halfway.

But instead—he let out a short, humorless laugh.

Without warning, Timothy grabbed her wrist, his grip harsh and unyielding.

A fierce pain shot up Jessica's arm, and before she could react, he'd all but manhandled her into the car.

The door slammed shut behind her.

She reached out, trying to open it, but Timothy had already locked it. He strode around to the driver's side, only unlocking the doors once he was seated behind the wheel.

Jessica tried again to reach for the handle, but Timothy pulled her back, his hand firm and unbending.

"Must you ruin everything?" he snapped.

Yesterday, he'd made Henry copy out "A Mother's Love" a hundred times as punishment, then took him to the amusement park as a reward. He'd insisted Jessica come along, hoping their first family outing would teach Henry to show his mom some respect.

He'd gone to all that trouble, and she still didn't understand his intentions.

Seven years married—he'd always thought of her as a sensible, gracious wife who knew when to push and when to yield.

But lately, she'd been disappointing him again and again.

Jessica raised her hands, signing, *You know I'm on my period. Why are you forcing me?*

Timothy's face grew darker, his tone colder. "You're going to the amusement park—whether you like it or not! Who gave you the right to say no to me, huh?"

She was pushing him right to the edge.

He'd conquered the business world—was he really going to let one woman defy him?

His jaw clenched as he yanked the seatbelt across her, fastening it with a harsh, grating click.