Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Herbert Wheeler smiled. "He asked me to come treat you."

He lifted his medical kit and waved it playfully in front of Jessica Greene.

Jessica frowned. "Why would he send you here?"

Timothy Lawson knew about her aphasia-he'd found out back when they met with Ines and Mr. Smith at that café. Mr. Smith, trying to recruit her for his own team, had mentioned it again just to make the conversation easier.

Herbert, being a man himself, could easily guess Timothy's real motive: he was trying to win Jessica back.

Of course, Herbert couldn't say that out loud in front of her. So he just shrugged and said he wasn't exactly sure-maybe Timothy just wanted her to recover as soon as possible.

Talking behind Timothy's back in front of Jessica would only make Herbert look petty. There was no need for childish rivalry between men.

Timothy had always suspected something between her and Herbert. She couldn't fathom why he'd willingly ask Herbert to help. Still, she pushed the thought aside; the important thing was that Herbert was here, and she needed treatment.

She led Herbert into the living room. He put on a surgical mask and disposable gloves, then pulled out a laryngoscope to examine her throat.

"Your throat's healing nicely-nothing out of the ordinary. Keep taking your medication. But let's get you to the hospital for a brain scan, just to be sure."

Jessica nodded.

Herbert, though technically exiled from the Wheeler family, was an expert in his field. Before returning, he'd already arranged everything with the hospital. Over the years, he'd invested in more than a few clinics of his own.

Even without the Wheeler family's name or the Wheeler Group's hospitals, Herbert's reputation and wealth hadn't suffered.

When the results came in, Herbert reviewed them carefully. He looked up

self-healing had already begun. Cases like hers, where people lose their voice due to trauma or shock, often started to improve on their own. For some, it was a

perfectly normal. That's wonderful news,"

thanks to your skill," Jessica

I think you were already on the mend before I stepped in. Life has a way of looking

back to Timothy. He simply saw her

keep his distance. He'd already made things

as Herbert

balcony, Timothy watched the whole scene unfold. Maybe he really had

to the hospital, to bringing her back

immediately spotted Timothy sitting

over and took her hand in his. Instinctively, she tried

necklace Herbert had

won't need this much longer," he said quietly. "Still, I

necklace, her heart skipping a beat. When she looked up, Timothy simply gave her a long, searching look before turning his wheelchair and

tangled a little like having someone

back to treat her

the voice-emitting necklace Timothy's way of caring

might

it soon. The aphasia

Herbert had always been helping her. Soon, she'd be able to

Compared to everything Herbert had done