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.

deepened. These were things

rang. He stepped out

we've found her. Mrs. Lawson was taken to Riverside

hung up and

but Jessica didn't want anyone else to know about her cancer. She told the doctor she'd already been tested at Capital City Hospital and insisted she needed to go pick up her results there. Reluctantly, the doctor had her sign a liability waiver before

into the hospital, the room was empty. He asked around

chest burned

number. Then he remembered she'd blocked him. Just as he was about to hang up,

cab, saw Timothy's name flash on her screen. She suddenly recalled that, when she'd been trapped in the car-sick and

Jessica calmly added Timothy's number to

up, which only poured fuel on

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

brow tightened, frustration twisting his thoughts. He quickly tried her number again, but this time, she'd already

she'd seen his call