Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 595

Her short animated videos online.

Her university graduation project.

Her drawings of The Grand Canal, Venice and Zimmerman Mansion, along with the awards and various works she'd received in college.

It wasn't until Timothy saw all this on his phone that he realized she had been telling the truth.

She was perfectly capable of making a living-of supporting herself without anyone's help.

Yet he had always seen her as delicate and helpless, assuming she couldn't survive without him, like a fragile flower dependent on a vine.

But with her own talent, she had quietly broken through, rising to the top of the animation world.

And what had he done? He hadn't helped her career in the slightest.

He'd even stood in her way when she wanted to work, all for the sake of Sheila's future.

He truly had no excuse.

Mr. Smith sent Jessica a congratulatory email.

"You're incredible, Jess. You're my idol! My new movie is going to shine because of you."

I still have a few finishing touches left on that character; I'll have them done soon. You're not in a rush, are

the production deadline. Take it easy. I heard you're back in the

few days, I think. By the time we meet again, my work should

"Can I book you for my next project? I'll

get back to you

a matching donor,

worsened for now, and she was still

cells started to spread, things would

want to give anyone

days, Vince had been running around trying to find

up the

to hold off. Her parents were her absolute last

watching her mother worry herself sick, she couldn't bring herself to come home only to burden them with he illness right

to tell him after the divorce

his help endlessly,

Smith, Carlisle got in touch to invite her to the celebration party for their film breaking the billion-dollar

she'd felt her strength slipping away. The pain

and

helping others was

months ago, when

months to live, she thought she'@never live up to her mentor's or grandmother's

film would allow