Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 467

Chapter 467

She'd been having a nightmare, but what really woke her was the pain.

She'd gone a whole day without her medication.

That was something she simply couldn't do.

Jessica turned her face away, refusing to look at him.

But the pain was so sharp, so overwhelming, that she could barely endure it; half- reclined in the plane's seat, her body curled up uncontrollably.

Timothy's panic only grew. He gripped her arm, his voice tight with worry. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone!" she snapped, shoving his hand away.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be suffering this way.

She hadn't been born with liver disease. The doctors said her illness was the result of years of bottled-up emotions.

She'd been getting better-distancing herself from Timothy and his son, faithfully taking the medicine prescribed for her conservative treatment. The cancer cells had even shown signs of shrinking, giving her a real chance at surgery.

But now, he was about to ruin everything again.

"You're my wife. How could I not care? Is it your stomach? Let me help-maybe a little massage-"

She'd been asleep for seven or eight hours; they must be almost there.

Jessica's forehead was slick with sweat. This pain-no massage could possibly ease it.

"Don't touch me."

She pushed him away again.

Timothy stared at the perspiration beading on her brow, then called out to the pilot, "Contact the nearest airstrip. We need to land as soon as possible."

They were already back in the country. It didn't matter if they didn't go straight to Riverside City.

With her in this state, he had to get her to a hospital.

"Timothy! Don't change course. Take us home, straight home!"

All she needed

careful to have her medication ready and on time. If they landed somewhere unfamiliar, it would

cancer-she would never, ever let

as it was; that secret was her last card, her

would save

was still uneasy. "But you're in so much pain. You need

of you. I just need to rest. I want to go home, Timothy. Please-I don't want to go anywhere else. Just take

down. He told the pilot to stick

of strength she

couldn't stand it anymore. He unbuckled her seatbelt and lifted her into his

so all-consuming she had no energy left to protest.

embrace was familiar and

wanted to lean on

at her lowest. He was always so

slipped under her sweater, coming to rest on her abdomen, his palm radiating heat

it here?" he asked

you're suffering, every emotion

care-it's a devastating kind

wanted to resist, but the pain had

stayed silent.

her stomach, trying to soothe her, to ease

always someone in

ie'

ет

when you hurt, that pain cuts even deeper because of them

one you once

to leave the island for so long, haven't

We'rest there. Once we're

will

to distract her with small

made it

there's a surprise I want to

Jessica hesitated, skeptical.

him? More likely a

you want to know

him a blank

trust me

She still said nothing.

You'll believe me eventually. As long as you