Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince's eyes reddened instantly. "You silly girl, it's been over three months-why didn't you ever say a word?"

"When I was diagnosed, the doctor said I'd missed the window for surgery. I only had six months left, so I thought I'd get divorced and spend my last days alone. But as time went on, so many things changed my mind. Like when Ines first wanted to introduce me to Mr. Smith, and he said he could recommend a specialist from abroad to treat my aphasia. I didn't take the offer. I figured nothing could be fixed in six months, and I couldn't keep working in animation anyway. But after everything that happened with them—father and son—I started wanting to live for myself. Then, when I unexpectedly spoke again, Herbert's people said my aphasia could actually be cured..."

Jessica poured out everything she'd kept bottled up, letting Vince see the twists and turns of her heart during those dark days.

Vince felt as if someone was carving up his chest with a knife.

"Does Timothy know?"

Jessica shook her head. "No, he doesn't."

"You're this sick, and he didn't notice at all?"

A wry smile tugged at Jessica's lips. "His heart was never with me. Even if I coughed up blood in front of him, it wouldn't occur to him that I was sick."

"You actually did cough up blood in front of him, and he didn't do anything?" She nodded.

That day, Sheila was hurt and bleeding badly. Timothy only cared about rushing Sheila to the hospital. Whether Jessica was spitting blood or not, he never even glanced her way.

moment, Vince felt he'd been far too gentle with Timothy. Earlier today, when he'd seen Timothy coughing up blood,

bitterly regretted

never feel sorry for that man

the only proper response would be to drive a knife straight into his

and flustered. "Jessy, come on. I'm taking you to the hospital right now for a

might be eligible for a liver transplant. I went to Hollis mainly to see if he was a match, since waiting for a

and if I'm a match, I'll give

won't let you die, I

She'd known that

do anything to

tell Mom

They wouldn't be able to take it. Honestly, I can hardly believe it myself. Jessy, my heart is breaking for you. You've suffered so much You couldn't

"I never imagined you

cared for you. My

be sad, big brother.