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.

while, Sheila seemed to settle, her

on Sheila's sleeping face,

slept all night. It wasn't until dawn crept in through the hospital window that he finally nodded off,

eyes, Timothy was

asleep, his features were striking-handsome and

knew, deep down,

out, wanting to touch his face, but withdrew her hand,

Timothy was sleeping hunched over in a chair, his coat pocket gaped open, revealing a slim, elegant box-the kind jewelry

it was always for

Either Jessica, or her.

slid the box out and

the time Jessica woke, daylight was streaming through her hospital

rounds, and, seeing she was awake, 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

up her phone and typed a message: I understand. I won't let

sighed, trying his best

with her. "Your

I know you're

refuse treatment, you have no chance at all. Medicine has advanced-not all hope is lost. If you respond well to

surgery may become possible."

transplant would

explained all this when she was first

were far too many people

her-chemotherapy itself might

didn't want to gamble on such slim

treatment, she could have a little more

herself out of the hospital. The doctor could only prescribe her more