Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 615

Time was running out; he had to move fast. This was a conversation that couldn't happen over the phone. He had to speak to Sheila in person.

“I’m coming with you. We’ll go together,” Vince said.

Timothy raised an eyebrow. “You just got off a long flight. You should rest first.”

“It’s fine. I’ll sleep on the plane.”

During the drive, Timothy was almost completely silent. He knew what he was about to face, what consequences would follow.

Vince wanted to say something but didn't know how. It wasn’t until they were on the plane that he finally took a deep breath and spoke.

“Timothy, when you go to Sheila and ask her to donate part of her liver for Jessica… have you considered that she might have conditions?”

The nature of those conditions was an unspoken understanding between them.

“I have.”

“And what have you decided?”

Timothy was silent for a moment before answering. “I’ll agree to any condition.”

With that, he closed his eyes and leaned back against his seat, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation.

Vince’s brow furrowed, his heart heavy.

More than ten hours later, they landed. As they walked through the airport, Timothy said, “Can I see her? Just for a moment.”

He missed her desperately.

“Even if she’s asleep. I just want to see her, and then I’ll leave.”

He had to go in. He had to see her, just once. He needed to know how she was doing.

Finally, Timothy moved.

Knowing Timothy was there to see her, Herbert said, “Come on, I’ll get you a sterile gown.”

Once Timothy was changed, Herbert led him to Jessica’s room and opened the door. “Go on in.”

The room was filled with the rhythmic beeping of medical equipment and the sharp, overwhelming scent of disinfectant. It was deathly quiet.

Timothy walked in, his steps heavy.