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?

the pillow was in place, Timothy steadied her by the shoulders and eased her back. Henry leaned over the side of the bed, worry etched across his small face. "Miss Sheila, are you feeling any better?

out and stroked Henry's hair, her expression tender. "With

pouted, unconvinced. "You're fibbing. You lost so much blood-how could it not hurt? Will it leave a scar? Miss Sheila, you're so elegant and pretty. You can't have

Last time I got hurt, your dad brought me some

mention of his mother, Henry's smile faded. "Mom's got a fever.

made him clench his fists. Unless his mom apologized first, he

barely been around lately. If it weren't for Miss Sheila keeping him company, he'd have been so lonely,

He was still angry.

wasn't going to fade anytime

Timothy, her tone gentle and composed. "Timothy it's not easy for Jessy to come home, and now she's sick again People are at their

Timothy nodded. "Alright."

recent spate of injuries, Timothy

as a polite gesture. She hadn't expected Timothy to actually

sank

Sheila, you just said people are at their most vulnerable when they're sick. Aren't you unwell, too? Dad should've stayed a little

cheer her up with a bright smile. "But don't

room. She was still asleep, eyes closed, breathing

down

so quiet, Jessica

she heard his footsteps

three minutes later, she sensed two