Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 151

Did she really have no choice but to surrender to Timothy, to accept all his decisions without question?

No. She couldn't just sit back and wait for fate to crush her.

Jessica squared her shoulders and strode toward the pirate ship ride.

By now, after a few minutes, the ride had come to a stop.

Sheila was clutching her chest, her face almost ghostly pale.

Henry, who looked so much like a young Timothy, was gazing at her with open worry and guilt. "Miss Sheila, are you okay? This is all my fault. I shouldn't have asked you to ride with me—the ship went so high, I was terrified myself."

Timothy unbuckled his seatbelt, his eyes gentle. "Are you hurt?"

"Timothy, I… my legs… I can't seem to stand up…"

Sheila's gaze happened to land on Jessica just then. With a practiced flutter of her lashes, she rolled her eyes back and fainted on the spot.

"Miss Sheila!"

"Sheila!"

Father and son called out together, their concern written all over their faces.

Timothy wasted no time. He undid Sheila's seatbelt and scooped her into his arms, lifting her with effortless grace—a fairy-tale rescue, so smooth and natural it was impossible not to notice.

He strode off the ride, Sheila limp in his arms, moving with urgent purpose.

Henry, in a panic, half-ran to keep up, choking back tears. "Dad, Miss Sheila's going to be okay, right?"

"She'll be fine," Timothy said, his voice unwavering, though there was tension in his eyes.