Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 82

"Easy now, don't make a fuss. Tonight, I'll give you what you want, alright?"

It was rare for Timothy to take the time to coax her like this.

He hoped she would realize her mistake and behave herself.

A little sulking now and then—he could tolerate that.

His breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and coaxing.

Jessica felt like she was losing her mind.

What had she done to make him think she was desperate for him?

She reached out, pressing her palm firmly against Timothy's chest.

He straightened up, his dark eyes fixed on her. The gentle, refined look from moments ago had clouded over, replaced by something far more somber.

Jessica glared at him, her hands moving swiftly in sign language: *"I don't want this. Stop forcing things. If you keep pushing, what happened last time will happen again."*

She couldn't have made her feelings any clearer.

He hadn't caught him cheating—at least, not physically.

But emotionally, that betrayal was just as real to her—and just as unforgivable.

She couldn't pretend to be his loving wife anymore, not in that way.

A surge of anger twisted Timothy's features.

He wasn't the type to lose his temper easily, but lately, she'd pushed him to the edge more than once. Not all of it was her fault, but she kept brushing up against his limits.

Looking back, he realized he'd spoiled her over the years, letting her get too comfortable, too bold.

He was done negotiating.

Women—he thought—once you take them to bed, they soften up.

He'd make sure this time she didn't hurt herself, unlike the last time, when she'd bitten her own tongue till it bled.

He gripped her jaw, firm but careful. He wouldn't let her get hurt again. Blood, after all, meant pain.

Before Jessica could react, he pressed his mouth to hers, silencing her.

She struggled, desperately trying to push him away, but the difference in their strength was absolute. He overpowered her, holding her jaw, controlling her every movement, stopping her from biting down.

Powerless to resist, hot tears slid from Jessica's wide, beautiful eyes, soaking her thick, fluttering lashes. The taste of salt filled both their mouths.