Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 178

Jessica stared at the blood pouring from Timothy's wound, her eyes reflecting the vivid scarlet, as if the color had seeped into her soul.

More than once, she nearly reached into her purse for a handkerchief, wanting to press it against his bleeding neck.

But she forced herself to stay back.

Eleven years of love-how could anyone expect a heart to reset in a matter of hours? Even a car racing at full speed can't stop on a dime; it has to surge forward a few more yards before coming to rest.

Her fingers trembling, Jessica fumbled for her phone, but lost her grip. It hit the hardwood floor with a sharp crack.

"Timothy? Jessica? What on earth is going on in here?" Sheila's voice cut through the silence as she burst into the bedroom. Her eyes widened at the sight of Timothy's blood-soaked collar and the crimson trail snaking down his neck. In a panic, she rushed forward, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket and pressing it firmly to his wound.

Sheila's voice shook, on the verge of tears. "Timothy, what happened? Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital."

Timothy's gaze, cold and unfathomable, lingered on Jessica for a long moment. "Don't go wandering off," he said quietly. "I'll be back after they patch me up."

With that, he followed Sheila out.

his neck, warm and

Timothy and Sheila had barely reached the driveway when headlights flashed in front of them—another car pulled up, blocking their

stepped out from his car, carrying a

eyes narrowed at the sight of blood.

"Yeah."

get to the ER. I'm just here to see

turned, intending to move his car, but Timothy stopped him.

"You're losing a lot of blood. Hospital

Jessica away before he'd had a chance to ask why she and Vince had

the case, grinning. "Just bought something from her.

Sheila

conscious. "Give me the case-I'll make

about the rest

outburst earlier when Kane had called Jessica a mute, figured he must care about her a great

me."

passed the case through the window, then drove off into the