Goodbye, Mr. Regret

He still hadn't managed to explain things to Jessica.

"Timothy..."

Sheila, still unconscious, murmured Timothy's name in a dreamlike whisper.

Kane immediately turned his head and saw that Timothy had already turned away.

"Timothy, are you leaving?"

"Timothy... Timothy... I won't let anything happen to you... Timothy..."

Sheila's brows were tightly furrowed, her lips moving restlessly as she called out his name over and over.

Kane assumed Sheila needed Timothy.

But only Timothy truly understood what she was saying.

She was having a nightmare...

Timothy turned and walked back to her bedside.

Kane rose from his chair, pressed his lips together, and said carelessly, "She clearly needs you more. I'll get out of your way."

With that, Kane left the room.

Timothy sat down, his brow furrowed with worry.

seemed to settle, her restless muttering fading into

sleeping face, his expression complicated, his thoughts

wasn't until dawn crept in through the hospital window that he finally

Sheila opened her eyes, Timothy was the first thing she

features

curved her lips. She knew, deep

his face, but withdrew her hand, afraid

a chair, his coat pocket gaped open, revealing a slim, elegant

Timothy bought jewelry, it was always for one of

Either Jessica, or her.

box out

woke, daylight was streaming

have liver cancer. You must avoid emotional stress. Yesterday, your internal bleeding and vomiting were triggered

her phone and typed a message: I understand. I won't

sighed, trying

with her.

treat. I know

treatment, you have no chance at all. Medicine has advanced-not

surgery may become possible."

would require

doctor had explained all this when she was

many people waiting for organ

itself might

why Jessica didn't want to gamble

conservative treatment, she could have a