Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 344

Timothy didn't lay a hand on her.

Maybe all he wanted was to scare Little Mute into going back.

Jessica signed, "You're getting better every day, you know. I'm honestly so proud

of you."

But Herbert couldn't share in her happiness-not with the Wheeler family

breathing down his neck. He was still under their thumb.

Little Mute refused to drag him into her troubles. He couldn't protect her openly,

not when it would only make things worse for her.

He forced a wry smile. "I'm not nearly as impressive as you think I am."

“To me, you're already wonderful,” Jessica signed softly, her gestures full of warmth. "Don't overthink any of this. I understand."

She was well aware of the real reason behind everything. Timothy's actions were cruel in ways words couldn't express.

Using the Wheeler Group to threaten Herbert had left him cornered. In a world defined by competition and pride, no man wanted to feel bested by another. If it hadn't been for his desire to help her, none of this mess would even exist.

They'd known each other since childhood. To have things come to this, right in front of her, would surely bruise his pride.

never cared

Once Jessica divorced Timothy and cut all ties, none of

City, and he finally had time to help with her treatment. If he could schedule the

for a thorough examination, the results confirmed their fears -her throat

Herbert's office than he pulled Jessica into a fierce

hadn't seen the bruises on her cheek and the split at the corner of her lips, he

heart ached so badly it felt like it was

monster Timothy-how could he

around Little Mute, desperate to protect her, but inadvertently causing

until he

her hands, asking,

eyes were

mumbling, "Your throat's so inflamed-I can't stand knowing you've been in pain

PAGU

Jessica just smiled

from the past-even though

you had sent over helped a lot. I barely feel any

Herbert's voice dropped to a whisper. "Wait here for a moment. I need

and fully equipped,

slipped from the corners of his eyes, fogging his

hurried into the bathroom, closed the door behind him, and leaned back

the tears he'd been holding

his chest, as if trying to stop his