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Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 86

A few pearls had already begun to peek through the cake.

Following the direction of the hidden box, Timothy sliced into the cake again. This time, nestled inside, was a pearl necklace.

No wonder she'd felt resistance when she tried to cut through earlier.

Timothy slipped on a pair of disposable gloves, carefully retrieved the little box, and opened it.

Lustrous pearls shimmered, their iridescent surface casting delicate rainbows in the light.

They gleamed brilliantly.

He peeled off the gloves and lifted the necklace from the box.

Without asking Jessica's opinion, he gently swept her glossy black hair over one shoulder and fastened the pearl necklace around her delicate, pale neck.

"Pearls suit you much better. No more diamond necklaces from now on—they're far too harsh."

Jessica's eyelids fluttered.

Hadn't he just given her a diamond ring not long ago?

Didn't the diamond on that ring count as "hard"?

She dropped her gaze as Timothy picked up a disposable plate with a slice of cake and held it out to her.

She immediately shook her head.

She didn't want any more.

She was full.

"My turn to eat, hmm?"

Timothy arched an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on her, heavy with unspoken meaning.

Jessica's heart hammered in her chest.

Honestly, in seven years of marriage, aside from their time in bed, they'd never shared such intimacy during day-to-day life.

Feeding each other? That sort of thing simply didn't happen.

She'd imagined, once, that maybe they could be that close.

But it had always stayed in her imagination.

Having never experienced it before, she felt awkward and shy, unsure how to react.

Still, almost on instinct, her hand reached out and took the plate.

His deep, husky voice drifted over. "Hold it steady, don't drop it."

Timothy slipped an arm behind her back and under her knees, then effortlessly lifted her up.

She had no idea what she was supposed to do.

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