Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 51

She still needed to confirm which hospital it was.

When Timothy left the house, he'd only caught a glimpse of the ambulance's rear bumper-he hadn't seen which hospital it belonged to.

Henry was still half-conscious when they brought him out, his cheeks flushed with fever.

Timothy's expression was grim.

If Jessica had done her job, Henry wouldn't be suffering through this.

They settled Henry into a hospital room while Timothy waited anxiously outside. He questioned the nurse and learned that Henry's high fever had triggered the coma-a mild case of pneumonia, they said. Recovery would take some time, but there was no need to worry.

Timothy stepped into the room. Sheila was gently wiping Henry's face with a damp cloth. When she noticed Timothy, she looked up and said, "Timothy, you should go check on Jessica."

Without waiting for a reply, Sheila turned her attention back to Henry, carefully cleaning his hands.

frustration only deepened. These were things

rang. He stepped out of

we've found her. Mrs. Lawson was taken to Riverside General Hospital, the one close

up and stepped

The doctor advised her to have a full check-up, having noticed something concerning, but Jessica didn't want anyone else to know about her cancer. She told the doctor

the time Timothy rushed into the hospital, the room was empty. He asked around

burned with

he remembered she'd blocked him. Just as he was about to hang

in the back seat of a cab, saw Timothy's name flash on her screen. She suddenly recalled that, when she'd been trapped in the car-sick and desperate—she'd removed his number from her blocked list so she could call him for help.

added Timothy's number to

only poured fuel on Timothy's

popped up—an unread message. He opened it: a missed call alert

frustration twisting his thoughts. He quickly tried her number again, but

his call just now