Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 118

Chapter 110

"Mr. Lawson, we've located your wife. She was found unconscious in her hotel

room. The doctors are trying to resuscitate her."

"What exactly happened?"

Timothy's features darkened, his expression chilling.

"We'll know more once the doctors have stabilized her. Please come to Capital City Hospital as soon as possible."

"I'm already on my way. Thank you."

The driver pulled up short at a roadblock.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't take you any further. This is as close as I can get."

"That's fine."

Timothy paid the fare, jumped out, and dashed into the rain.

The downpour was relentless; within moments, he was soaked to the bone. His clothes clung to his skin, heavy and uncomfortable, and his shoes quickly filled with water. Disgusted, he kicked them off and left them behind.

waded through the muddy water, his sharp features set in a grim line, brows drawn so tightly together that a deep crease cut

on, step by

again, everything around her was bathed in harsh, sterile light. The thunder

realized she was

head, she was startled to see

eyes trembled with

gripped by fear and panic, the only person she'd thought to call for help was Timothy. He... hadn't

familiar ache tightened

hers. "You're awake. Are you feeling alright? Do you want me to call a

shook her

was

night her mother jumped from the window, the storm had raged just like this. Her father had locked her alone in the house, and she'd spent

Jessica hadn't spoken

lightning, of

reeling from the memories, Jessica didn't ask Herbert how he'd found her. She simply met his gaze, reached out with her unbandaged hand, and gave him a small, weak thumbs-up-her way of saying thank

and she let

by her bedside, keeping watch. Before long,

The rain had stopped; the wind was

was peaceful. For a moment, it was as if last night's

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