Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 241

Jessica's eyes flashed with defiance as she jabbed her finger in the air, her voice firm and angry. "If you won't help me, then I'll fight her for every role she auditions for. Whatever character she wants, I'll go after the same one. Timothy, let me tell you, I've seen Sheila's work. The only reason I haven't been acting these past years is because I chose not to. If I step back into the game, ten Sheilas couldn't outshine me."

Timothy scoffed, shaking his head. "That's some ego you've got. I don't like women who talk big, so don't let me hear that kind of nonsense again. Stop this tantrum-go take a shower."

Just then, Timothy's phone started ringing.

He reached for it and saw Sheila's name on the screen. He answered.

"Timothy, my ankle's swollen pretty badly. I don't know if it's more than just a twist, and I can't walk at all. It hurts so much. Can you come take me to the hospital?”

The night was quiet, and Sheila's voice carried clearly through the phone.

Jessica heard every word.

Timothy lifted his gaze, lips pressed tight, and glanced at Jessica. Then, lowering his voice, he said, "If I come over, it might take a while. Do you think you can hold out?"

"Are you busy? If you are, I'll call Kane."

I'm just in Jessica's hometown picking her up. You know you can't count on Kane.

with jealousy. Still, she said, "It's fine. Jessica comes first. I'll call for an ambulance.

dial tone hummed through the

the worry. She

and tossing them onto the

her hand

was and that he wanted to stay, but now, at the first sign of trouble with Sheila's ankle, he was

she be the one to drop everything and rush off in

in a clear gesture: "Tomorrow I'm

come back. For seven years, every Thanksgiving Day, she'd missed the chance to be with her

she wasn't leaving

all those years, every Thanksgiving Day, Jessica

push her any

early and take care of it. I'll have Allen pick you up

turned and walked

anxious figure disappear, her expression growing even more distant