Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 153

If she still couldn't find a solution, she'd think of another way to speak with

Timothy.

[At the hospital. Everything okay?]

[Yeah.]

[Send me the address-I'll come find you.]

Jessica sent him the location of a nearby café.

When she got inside, she ordered a glass of warm water. She took a few more painkillers—just in case. The last thing she needed was for Herbert, being a doctor, to notice something was off.

Half an hour later, Herbert rushed in, still looking a bit disheveled. There was a dark bruise at the corner of his mouth.

Jessica's brows knitted together. Mrs. Reynolds had told her his father hit him.

Herbert slid into the chair, adjusted his glasses, and managed a smile. "Hey, Little Mute. Want anything to drink?"

felt tight. So much had happened-enough to worry

find her-and yet, even after being hit, Herbert could still smile as if

heavily, *Does it

second, but he quickly recovered. "You mean my lip? It's just a scratch.

talk about

choice but to be blunt. *Has Timothy been giving you trouble?* she

paused, a shadow crossing his

for a moment. "Did my

I found out? I haven't contacted that lawyer, and I won't ask you to introduce me

lawyer, how are you going to

moment he'd seen Jessica back in the country, he'd noticed the sorrow in her eyes. With her personality, she never would have chosen divorce

haven't even sorted out your own problems, and you're worrying about

tried to reassure her, "It's nothing, really. Don't worry about it. The Wheeler Group can

little "turbulence," Mrs. Reynolds never would have come to her

sound so simple. I know exactly what Timothy's like. Tell me what

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