Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sallie was about to mention that she'd seen Jessica at the fabric market with another man.

But after a moment's hesitation, she decided to let it go.

After all, she hadn't actually seen clearly.

Timothy might be distant with Jessica, but she was still the wife he'd chosen for himself.

They'd married not long ago, and a child had quickly followed.

There had to be at least some lingering affection between them.

If she'd gotten it wrong, it would only make things awkward.

"It's nothing. Granddad called and said he wants everyone back at the family house tonight. I was just checking what time you'd be heading over."

"Before dinner, I suppose."

No matter how busy he was, Timothy would never ignore his grandfather's birthday.

He hung up.

Just then, the doors to the emergency room swung open.

Timothy rushed forward.

"Doctor-how is she?"

now," the doctor

was conscious, but her face was ashen, her lips

brow furrowed with concern as he instinctively reached

The wounds have been treated and there's no serious danger. She'll need to stay a few days in the hospital. Once she's home, make sure she eats plenty of nourishing food to

and followed as the nurse wheeled Sheila to

had come with Timothy

ran low, Timothy had been frantically making calls, trying to find more. He didn't want Henry stuck waiting around, so after much reassurance-promising over and over that Sheila would be alright-he finally convinced Henry to go home with the

pulled up a chair and

could you be

words were

"Timothy, what are you talking

eyes lingered on the bandages around

gaze, then looked up at him. "You don't actually think I tried to kill

said when he

hurried to explain. "No, it's not like that, Timothy. Don't get the wrong idea. I just slipped and fell-the glass I was holding shattered and it cut my

had already blossomed

"So that's what happened..."

public with your marriage? Did you