Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 365

This was a matter of utmost importance—he couldn’t risk anyone else finding out.

He had to deliver it himself for verification.

The moment Vince received the message, he set out immediately, anxiety gnawing at him the entire drive. Timothy had gone to see Jessica so quickly—would it end in a confrontation?

He couldn’t help but wonder if things might get ugly.

When Vince arrived, the apartment door was already open. Two paramedics stood in the hallway, looking like they’d just finished their work.

He stepped inside, calling out, “Timothy?”

“In the bedroom,” Timothy’s voice answered from within.

Vince walked to the master bedroom doorway and saw Timothy’s hospital bed pressed right up against the side of the room’s regular bed.

Leaning against the doorframe, Vince let out a long breath. “Look at you—do you even recognize yourself? Are you sure you’re still the CEO of Lawson Industries?”

Timothy was battered and bruised, one leg in a cast, bandages damp and clothes still clinging with wet stains. Even the hair at his forehead was still half-damp.

He looked like someone had thrown water on him.

He looked, in a word, miserable.

“You’re one to talk!” Timothy shot back.

Vince pinched the bridge of his nose. “Where’s Jessica?”

“She left.”

“She left? Then why exactly did you call me here?”

Vince was completely at a loss.

“My mobility’s shot. I need you to find her and bring her back. When you do, let me know.”

They’d been inseparable as kids. Then, one terrible day, Vince’s sister disappeared. She’d been taking a birthday cake over to the Lawsons’ for Timothy, and she never came back.

Timothy’s birthday was also the anniversary of his mother’s passing. Since he was born, he’d never celebrated his birthday, nor had he ever invited Vince’s sister to join him on that day.

The Zimmermans understood and never blamed Timothy for what happened.

Maybe that was why, all these years, Timothy had tolerated Vince more than anyone else.

Vince straightened, his voice turning cold. “Honestly, I don’t know what to say to you anymore. I’m trying to help Jessica, but I’ve given you every warning I can. You’ll still have time to win her back later—why are you so stubborn?”

That day, Vince had told him to focus on his recovery, or he might not even make it to court.

Timothy knew exactly what he meant.

Yet, he couldn’t stand this feeling of losing control. He just couldn’t let go of the hope that everything might go back to the way it used to be.