Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 300

Sheila lay back down on her hospital bed and pulled out her phone to send a quick message.

Henry, noticing that Timothy was still standing in the hallway, tugged his sleeve and whispered, "Dad, aren't you going in to see Miss Sheila?"

She's hurt. You should at least check on her.

Jessica was fast asleep in the other room, her IV freshly hooked up. It would be a while before the nurse needed to change her drip.

Timothy and Henry entered Sheila's room together.

Sheila looked up as they came in, her voice soft but warm. "Timothy, Henry."

With an effort, she tried to sit up.

Timothy crossed the room in a few strides, grabbed a pillow, and gently tucked it behind her back to help her sit more comfortably.

Watching Timothy's caring gestures, Sheila felt a fresh wave of bitterness wash over her. He was still so gentle with her-yet she knew his heart was no longer hers alone.

She couldn't let things go on like this.

How could their love possibly make room for anyone else?

her back. Henry leaned over the side of the bed, worry etched

Henry's hair, her expression tender. "With you

"You're fibbing. You lost so much blood-how could it not hurt? Will it leave a scar? Miss Sheila, you're so elegant

dad brought me some special scar ointment from overseas.

smile faded. "Mom's got

of the paper-cutting contest made him clench his fists. Unless his mom apologized first, he wasn't about to

barely been around lately. If it weren't for Miss Sheila keeping him company,

He was still angry.

going to fade

to come home, and now she's sick again People are at their most vulnerable when they're ill.

Timothy nodded. "Alright."

Timothy

hadn't expected Timothy to actually take her at her word and leave so

sank

they're sick. Aren't you

up with a bright smile.

She was

sat down at

room was so quiet, Jessica could hear Timothy's

then she heard his footsteps heading

minutes later, she sensed