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."

pressed her thumb to

quietly, then returned to her

her health these days,

bother her at all that

By the time he arrived, Mabel told him Jessica had already gone to

bedroom door

for the

his hand was a brown envelope. He opened

had taken her own life when Jessica was

been seven at the time, turning

her voice-probably from the trauma of her

she have formed such a deep bond with her adoptive

grandmother in the house

a large sum. Overworked

thirteen, survived on her own skills and the charity

Ines noticed her and offered sponsorship that life

through the file,

neglected her far

thought marrying her and giving her

a girl who couldn't

tried to truly

went to the study and fetched the key

quietly unlocked

turned on the

the soft light, he watched her sleep-she looked so fragile, as if

more weight.

was still

delicate features, he could see

was mute, so that

mute

never crossed his mind. She

one would have

Kon

commented that Yates's personality reminded

mind was a

but pulled his hand back, afraid to