Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 408

Sandra’s voice was sharp and unforgiving. “Do we really need to persuade you? If you have any decency left, you should file for divorce yourself! Honestly, you’re infuriating me. If I hadn’t come back to Riverside City, I wouldn’t have even known about all the appalling things you’ve done. I’m so disappointed in you!”

Her expression was grave, lips pressed into a tight line.

Timothy turned toward his grandfather and his father-in-law. “So you both think I should be the one to initiate the divorce?”

“That’s right,” Abell and Phelps answered in unison.

“I’m not divorcing her.” Timothy didn’t even hesitate.

Phelps’s main concern was avoiding a public trial and all the ugly details coming out in court. Sandra and Abell, on the other hand, thought Timothy had gone too far and shouldn’t drag Jessica along with him any longer; they wanted him to settle this quietly, out of court.

Different motives, but the same desired outcome.

Yet Timothy still refused.

Phelps’s voice was urgent. “Do you really not get what you’ve done? If you refuse to divorce and this ends up in court, who do you think will look bad? The whole city will be laughing at us. That’s the least of it—if you push her too far and she actually sues, do you have any idea what the consequences will be?”

Sandra tried a gentler approach. “You haven’t treated her well, Timothy. Why keep dragging things out? End it on good terms. We’re not unreasonable people—let her decide about custody, it’s the least we can do to make up for everything.”

“That’s out of the question.” Timothy hadn’t even opened his mouth before Phelps cut in. “Henry is the eldest grandson of the Lawson family. Custody must stay with Timothy.”

“If you elders haven’t worked this out among yourselves, there’s no point talking to me about it right now. I have things to do—I’m heading out.”

“Wait.” Sandra stopped him at the door. “You’re not going anywhere. We’ll discuss custody later. But the divorce—we need to settle that now. Do you really think this marriage should continue?”

Sheila, standing just outside the study, caught snippets of the argument.

Both the Howard and Lawson families wanted Timothy to divorce. Timothy, stubborn as ever, refused.

Sheila didn’t linger by the door, worried the housekeeper might see her and think she was eavesdropping. She slipped quietly into the living room and sat down.

Around that time, Timothy began to suspect he might have made some kind of mistake. Everyone wanted him to get divorced. He didn’t want to upset the elders, but he also refused to give up his marriage. After a moment’s thought, he said, “Seven years ago, you all tried to interfere when I got married. Now, seven years later, I finally have a complete family and you’re still meddling. Do you think I’m still a kid who can’t make his own decisions?”

Abell could see Timothy was calm, not angry—yet he also knew Timothy hadn’t handled things well. “Timothy, I know you’re grown and have your own mind. But it’s clear there isn’t much affection between you and Jessica anymore. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have treated her like this. She’s determined to leave—you can’t force a relationship that isn’t working.”

Timothy pondered. “What if she changes her mind and doesn’t want a divorce?”