Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 257

He still hadn’t managed to explain things to Jessica.

“Timothy…”

Sheila, still unconscious, murmured Timothy’s name in a dreamlike whisper.

Kane immediately turned his head and saw that Timothy had already turned away.

“Timothy, are you leaving?”

“Timothy… Timothy… I won’t let anything happen to you… Timothy…”

Sheila’s brows were tightly furrowed, her lips moving restlessly as she called out his name over and over.

Kane assumed Sheila needed Timothy.

But only Timothy truly understood what she was saying.

She was having a nightmare…

Timothy turned and walked back to her bedside.

Kane rose from his chair, pressed his lips together, and said carelessly, “She clearly needs you more. I’ll get out of your way.”

With that, Kane left the room.

Timothy sat down, his brow furrowed with worry.

After a while, Sheila seemed to settle, her restless muttering fading into quiet.

Timothy’s eyes—dark and unreadable—rested on Sheila’s sleeping face, his expression complicated, his thoughts impossible to guess.

Timothy barely slept all night. It wasn’t until dawn crept in through the hospital window that he finally nodded off, slumped over at Sheila’s bedside.

When Sheila opened her eyes, Timothy was the first thing she saw.

Even asleep, his features were striking—handsome and gentle.

A faint smile curved her lips. She knew, deep down, he still cared about her.

She reached out, wanting to touch his face, but withdrew her hand, afraid to wake him.

Because Timothy was sleeping hunched over in a chair, his coat pocket gaped open, revealing a slim, elegant box—the kind jewelry comes in.

If Timothy bought jewelry, it was always for one of two people.