Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 571

Chapter 571

Time had never crawled like this before.

It dragged on, stretching out like eleven endless years.

Vince stood up and walked over.

He let out a weary sigh.

Timothy had always been ruthless, capable of doing the most unthinkable things to Jessy-but Vince could never bring himself to be that heartless. No matter how

hard he tried, he simply couldn't stop caring about Timothy.

They'd grown up together. Thirty years of friendship.

At last, the doors to the operating room swung open.

The Lawsons immediately crowded around, bombarding the doctors with anxious questions.

Their voices overlapped in a surge of panic and desperation, making the doctors' heads spin.

"Enough! Quiet down!" one of the doctors barked, exasperated. "All this noise isn't helping the patient's recovery!"

Instantly, silence fell. The waiting room felt still, heavy with fear and hope.

At least, no one had said the worst. No one had announced a death.

A doctor stepped forward. "The internal bleeding wasn't fatal. We've managed to take care of it. The real danger was the brain hemorrhage. We performed a craniotomy, and the surgery was a success. But the next seventy-two hours are critical. If there's no further bleeding and the patient regains consciousness after three days, then he'll be out of danger."

him back

still hung over

trembled as she asked, "And if he doesn't

could end up in a permanent vegetative state. For now, he'll be in intensive care, monitored by our best team. When he's brought out, please

collapsed again, overcome

for this kind of stress. His heart couldn't take

living up to expectations. And

nurse, who hurried over and began

had been through

wheeled Timothy out

Dried, dark blood clung to his lips. His head had been shaved and was now bandaged in layers of white gauze, held in

her mouth, stifling a

tears twisted in a

down her fanguish,

but

make

Naylor nearly fainted again.

really

Tim..." Nola's voice trembled, barely more than a

jaw, eyes

Herbert caught her

bed. Jessica could only the outline of Timothy's body

the nurses holding up IV

heard the steady beeping

and, his voice hoarse, asked,

mind echoed with

the time she demanded to