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

was bathed in harsh,

she was

head, she was startled to

trembled with

by fear and panic, the only person she'd thought to call for help was

ache tightened in

you feeling

shook her head

knew she was

father had locked her alone in the house, and she'd spent

day on, Jessica hadn't spoken a

afraid of thunder ever since—afraid of lightning, of the howl of

gaze, reached out

over her, and she let her eyes drift closed

didn't disturb her. He just sat quietly by her bedside, keeping watch. Before long, Jessica slipped back

the wind was gone. Sunlight streamed through the window, painting golden patches on

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