Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 151

Did she really have no choice but to surrender to Timothy, to accept all his decisions without question?

No. She couldn't just sit back and wait for fate to crush her.

Jessica squared her shoulders and strode toward the pirate ship ride.

By now, after a few minutes, the ride had come to a stop.

Sheila was clutching her chest, her face almost ghostly pale.

Henry, who looked so much like a young Timothy, was gazing at her with open worry and guilt. "Miss Sheila, are you okay? This is all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to ride with me-the ship went so high, I was terrified myself."

Timothy unbuckled his seatbelt, his eyes gentle. "Are you hurt?"

"Timothy, I... my legs... I can't seem to stand up..."

Sheila's gaze happened to land on Jessica just then. With a practiced flutter of her lashes, she rolled her eyes back and fainted on the spot.

"Miss Sheila!"

"Sheila!"

together, their concern written all

wasted no time. He undid Sheila's seatbelt and scooped her into his arms, lifting her

the ride, Sheila limp in his arms, moving with urgent

in a panic, half-ran to keep up, choking back tears. "Dad, Miss Sheila's going to be okay,

voice unwavering, though there was tension in

up-and

tightened reflexively around Sheila, but he

stepped in front of them, signing, "I need

didn't want to drag Herbert into this mess. The divorce was between her and Timothy. If he promised not

sharp with indignation. "Mom, can't you see Miss Sheila's passed out? Can't this wait until we get home tonight? What if

icy. "Even a six-year-old knows better than this. Move

the command with a

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