Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"She can talk now. I'd like you to come over and help her with her illness."

Timothy spoke calmly, making his intentions clear.

Herbert let out a cold laugh. "I've been treating her all this time—she's almost cured. So what's with the act? You think just because you're asking me to help her now, it somehow makes up for all the pain you've caused her? That's wishful thinking."

Timothy's voice remained even. "Instead of sneaking around to help her, why not do it openly, with my permission?"

Jessica had told him she couldn't leave for at least a month. She hadn't gone into details, but Herbert knew there must be a good reason.

He didn't want to agree to Timothy's proposal, but in truth, it was the best option right now.

Face-to-face treatment always worked better. The fact that she could speak again was a huge step forward.

If Timothy was reaching out to arrange her treatment, then Jessica must have already returned home.

Timothy was a master at manipulating people's emotions.

Even knowing this, Herbert finally agreed.

Hearing Jessica speak again had always been her dream—and his. He felt responsible to see it through to the end.

After the call ended, Timothy didn't disturb Jessica.

Henry was still staying at the Lawson estate for now. Knowing Jessica probably

didn't want to see him, he headed to the office instead.

Around lunchtime, Mabel knocked on Jessica's bedroom door.

"Ma'am, lunch is ready."

Mabel didn't know the full story between Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, but it was clear enough that Jessica wanted to avoid her husband. Mabel quickly added, "Mr. Lawson's gone out."

She was worried Jessica might skip lunch and go hungry.

Only then did Jessica set down her mouse and open the door.

Mabel smiled. "We made all your favorites for lunch."

to her chest

then returned to

these days, nor would

her

time he arrived, Mabel told him Jessica had

bedroom door and

for

a brown envelope. He

mother had taken her own life when Jessica was eight;

seven at the time, turning eight that

lost her voice-probably

missing when she was six. How could she have formed such a deep bond with her adoptive mother in just a single

grandmother in the house where she still

her treatment, even getting swindled out of a large sum. Overworked and

thirteen, survived on her own skills and the charity of

wasn't until Ines noticed her and offered sponsorship that

file, wave after

her far

thought marrying her and giving her a comfortable life was enough

girl who couldn't

tried to truly

to the study and fetched the key to the

quietly unlocked the

turned on the

sleep-she looked so fragile, as if she'd lost

more weight.

was still

delicate features, he could see traces

was mute, so

mute

She

all these years. Even when she did no one

Kon

Vince had once commented that Yates's personality

a tangle of

wanting to touch her face, but pulled his hand