Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 257

He still hadn't managed to explain things to Jessica.

"Timothy..."

Sheila, still unconscious, murmured Timothy's name in a dreamlike whisper.

Kane immediately turned his head and saw that Timothy had already turned away.

"Timothy, are you leaving?"

"Timothy... Timothy... I won't let anything happen to you... Timothy..."

Sheila's brows were tightly furrowed, her lips moving restlessly as she called out his name over and over.

Kane assumed Sheila needed Timothy.

But only Timothy truly understood what she was saying.

She was having a nightmare...

Timothy turned and walked back to her bedside.

Kane rose from his chair, pressed his lips together, and said carelessly, "She clearly needs you more. I'll get out of your way."

With that, Kane left the room.

Timothy sat down, his brow furrowed with worry.

settle, her

and unreadable-rested on Sheila's sleeping face, his expression complicated,

until dawn crept in through the hospital window that he finally nodded off, slumped over

eyes, Timothy was the first

asleep, his features

her lips. She knew,

touch his face, but withdrew her

over in a chair, his coat pocket gaped open, revealing a slim, elegant box-the

jewelry, it was

Either Jessica, or her.

the box out and

woke, daylight

spoke up at once. "Ms. Greene, you have liver cancer. You must avoid emotional stress. Yesterday, your internal bleeding and vomiting were triggered by anger. If you keep

message: I understand.

trying

with her.

to treat. I

if you refuse treatment, you have no chance at all. Medicine has advanced-not all hope is lost.

surgery may become possible."

transplant would

explained all this when

far too many people waiting for organ transplants each

he'd warned her-chemotherapy itself might

want

she could have a little more

the hospital. The doctor could