Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 161

That's right—a woman who always holds out her hand for help is bound to be passive, just like she was now.

Seven years. In that time, she'd lost herself completely. And when the day finally came that she wanted to leave, she found herself trapped at every turn.

In this world, without money, you can barely take a step.

Seven years of marriage, and she hadn't gained the love she wanted, nor the happiness of a small, close-knit family.

All she had to show for it was nothing.

How ironic.

Timothy wanted her gone, yet made sure to cut off anyone who might help her.

He wanted her isolated, with nowhere to turn, until she'd no choice but to crawl back and beg.

Did he really believe she couldn't survive without him?

She only had six months left—originally, her plan was to slip away quietly, without a fight, without making a fuss. But since it's come to this, even if six months is all she has, she'd live those months well.

She'd live them just to show him.

Just then, Timothy's phone buzzed. Secretary Allen was calling.

"Mr. Lawson, we've looked into it. It was the old chairman who made the move. Nothing too serious, but he did buy up a large amount of Wheeler Group stock, then dumped it at a low price over several days. Add to that a string of scandals at Wheeler Group's hospitals—bad press, nonstop news coverage—and Wheeler Group's stock has been falling steadily. The old chairman is blatantly playing the stock market with them, and anyone looking can easily trace the trades back to Lawson Group."

Timothy let out a cold laugh. Such a massive corporation, and they're already panicking over something this minor, enough to let Jessica catch wind of it.

Did Herbert really think he could steal a woman from him when he couldn't even hold his own ground?

Utterly laughable.

He'd already cut off Jessica's only financial lifeline. He figured, by tomorrow morning, she'd come crawling back on her own.

He ended the call, grabbed his coat, and headed back to Lawson Mansion.