Goodbye, Mr. Regret

The reason Timothy didn't really lose his temper at Vince, or completely sever ties with him, was mostly because, that night, the fault had been his own.

From start to finish, Vince had protected Jessica for him.

A while later, Vince walked out of the hospital room looking perfectly fine. Yates stared at him in disbelief. "Timothy really does treat him differently," he muttered.

"Let's go."

Yates waved goodbye to Sallie.

Sallie shot them both a glare, then went back into the room to press Timothy about the cause of the accident.

Timothy shut his eyes and said coolly, "I'm tired. I need to sleep."

Sallie opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Timothy's battered body, she simply pressed her lips together and fell silent.

After a twelve-hour flight, Jessica finally arrived safely in Aetherion.

The moment she stepped off the plane, she spotted Mr. Smith at the gate, holding up a sign with her name illuminated on it. Her nose stung with sudden emotion.

She hadn't contacted Mr. Smith herself-clearly, Vince had arranged everything. Ever since she'd met him, Vince had always been there, helping her.

He knew full well that going against Timothy would do him no favors, but he never seemed to care. He'd even gone so far as to stab Timothy, just for her sake.

walked toward Mr.

at last, was the life she'd

short walk from his office. It was fully furnished,

Jessica thanked him sincerely.

You just got off a long flight, so get some rest and

then, Jessica was

burning and sore, and she didn't dare treat it

to whether she'd

up to

introduce me to a doctor. Now

planned to reach out to Herbert.

her problems anymore.

throat really

Jessica nodded.

said, "He's out of town right now for a conference, and I can't reach him by phone. Maybel couldContact Herbert instead? He's close with the doctor and could help

expected to run into such bad timing. She

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you. Goodbye."

left, Jessica paced the apartment, weighing her options. In the end,