Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 411

But the anger he'd kept bottled up was now beyond his control.

His eyes, rimmed red and brimming with tears, lost all their usual pride. Swallowing his pride as the eldest son of the Zimmerman family, Vince pleaded in a low, desperate voice, "Timothy, please, just tell me. Even if you won't do it for me, do it for my mother-she's bedridden, barely holding on. Please?"

Timothy pressed his lips together, silent.

Vince's heart ached.

So did Timothy's.

But there was no turning back for him now.

"My mother always treated you well, didn't she? Your mom passed away early, and Salome loved having you around. She even asked my mom to treat you as her own son. When you were sick, when you got hurt, my mother took care of you did you forget all of that?"

He hadn't forgotten. Not at all.

That was exactly why Timothy respected Vince, why he tolerated so much.

Still, Timothy said nothing.

He'd already prepared himself for this moment.

This was the only way he could bring Jessica back into his life.

Once everything settled, he would come and confess in person.

But for now, he needed to make their marriage public-everyone had to know that Jessica was his wife.

"I'm sorry. I just don't want a divorce."

Vince saw he was getting nowhere. His anger boiled over.

After twenty years searching for his lost sister, he'd finally found out she was alive -yet Timothy refused to say a word.

It was the kind of hope that hovered just out of reach, so close you could almost touch it, but no matter how hard you tried, it stayed beyond your grasp.

It was suffocating. Maddening.

standing in his

hold back; he beat Timothy

even had his men drag Timothy out of the

all, Timothy never fought

kept up, he'd be beaten

Allen, out of options, rushed into

their rooms, Secretary Allen dashed to Jessica's side.

wild with rage,

now! Are you

still refused to

came down. Timothy's head snapped to the

and realized that

would be responsible

his fist

arms tightly

prevent a disaster-how

froze, his hand suspended

over and scolded him sharply. "What are you doing? How could you

call out to Jessica, then coughed up more blood.

emotion. "Jessy, you...

his head around to stare at Jessica-she'd just

hadn't just

up in his arms and spun her around. "You

Jessica froze, bewildered.

speech exercises every day, but she'd never

is wonderful! Come on, say 'Grandpa,' let me hear

struggling on

Jessica YoYou can talk-the

arm

say should be mine."

his hand off her arm,

Larkin and Vince standing before

if she could manage another word,