Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 472

Vince texted Sheila the hospital address and the floor number.

She arrived not long after.

Timothy still hadn't come out.

He and Jessica had both made it out alive, though Timothy's back was covered in cuts and scrapes. Whether the blast had done any damage to his internal organs was still unclear.

They'd already been a fair distance from the car when it exploded, so hopefully, things wouldn't turn out too badly.

Sheila was nearly in tears from worry. "What happened to him? Why did the car blow up?"

This was no small accident.

Vince, who'd actually been at the scene, was a lot calmer, though he kept the details to himself.

"When I got there, the car was already in flames," he said simply.

He wanted Sheila to feel the urgency-if she did, she'd figure out what to do next. And in the end, he knew, her greatest concern was still Timothy's safety.

Vince offered what comfort he could. "Let's just wait. He should be out of surgery soon."

"And Jessica? Is she alright?"

"With Timothy there, she's fine. Not a scratch on her," Vince replied.

Sheila's fists clenched so tightly her nails left deep crescents in her skin.

enough to put

heart, but she forced a smile anyway. "As long as Daisy's safe, that's all I care about. By the way, I saw your Christmas Eve

eyes flickered. "You

Vince hadn't paid much attention-lots of people are similar in those ways. So when Yates commented, he'd brushed it off. But now, hearing it from Sheila

really do. I remember when you first came back, you had Timothy help you run a search for Salome

"None of the people

you've hit a dead end, a new path opens up. Maybe one day you'll find her out of the blue. Salome was always so kind-hearted; the universe won't be cruel to her. She has to be alive, maybe just waiting somewhere for you to find her. I've seen so many stories on TV about families reuniting with lost children-sometimes the person

hold it in much

Timothy hadn't revealed Jessica's true identity yet-likely, he was

she might leave

on divorce more than once, but

that was really the

most His concern for her was almost greater than for his relatives- unique, irreplaceable kind of affection. How could she stand to see him give that to

She wouldn't allow it.

she couldn't let Timothy find out about these

conversation casual, just

well. She couldn't do anything

silent, lost

could tell her words were having

even more obvious, she added, "I never would have guessed your

gotten so good.

and

well. Are you

words kept echoing in Vince's

there in a daze for