Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 110

"Mr. Lawson, we've located your wife. She was found unconscious in her hotel

room. The doctors are trying to resuscitate her."

"What exactly happened?"

Timothy's features darkened, his expression chilling.

"We'll know more once the doctors have stabilized her. Please come to Capital City Hospital as soon as possible."

"I'm already on my way. Thank you."

The driver pulled up short at a roadblock.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't take you any further. This is as close as I can get."

"That's fine."

Timothy paid the fare, jumped out, and dashed into the rain.

The downpour was relentless; within moments, he was soaked to the bone. His clothes clung to his skin, heavy and uncomfortable, and his shoes quickly filled with water. Disgusted, he kicked them off and left them behind.

He had never been so disheveled, so desperate. Barefoot, he waded through the muddy water, his sharp features set in a grim line, brows drawn so tightly together that a deep crease cut across his forehead.

on, step

around her was bathed in harsh, sterile light. The thunder outside had faded to

realized she was in

she was startled to

eyes trembled with

by fear and panic, the only person she'd thought to

familiar ache tightened

worried gaze met hers. "You're awake. Are you feeling alright? Do

her head

she was just in

this. Her father had locked her alone in the house, and she'd spent the entire night in terror. It was her grandmother who'd

day on, Jessica hadn't spoken

of lightning, of the howl of

his gaze, reached out with her unbandaged hand, and

washed over her, and she let

He just sat quietly by her

rain had stopped; the wind was gone. Sunlight streamed through the window, painting golden patches on the

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