Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 41

Long, slender fingers danced across the keyboard. After a moment, he handed her the phone.

"Give it a try. This ring can speak too."

Jessica glanced at the screen. It was the same app Herbert had helped her download that night.

She froze, caught off guard.

Timothy pressed the phone into her hand, then bent down to gather up the fabric

on the table, stuffing it into his suitcase.

She stood abruptly and placed her hand firmly over his, stopping him.

With careful, practiced gestures, she signed, *I'm not going back.*

Timothy's face darkened at once, a flash of anger in his eyes. "I came all this way

to bring you home myself. What more do you want?"

The words had barely left his lips when his phone rang.

his suit pocket, he saw Sheila's name on the

answered immediately.

attending physician. Am I speaking to Timothy?" The voice on the other end was

together.

Her wound reopened, and she's lost a lot of blood. The last unit you arranged

I'll take care of it right

ended the call and quickly dialed another number as he strode for the door. Moments later,

of the door jarred Jessica from her thoughts. She

it in the velvet box Timothy had left

tugged at her lips. How foolish she

was sincere. She'd almost convinced herself that he bought her the voice-emitting

the suitcase

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through the city. By the time he reached the hospital, Sheila

hand, his voice soft with concern. "How did you

slipped. Timothy,

brimmed with

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