Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 411

But the anger he’d kept bottled up was now beyond his control.

His eyes, rimmed red and brimming with tears, lost all their usual pride. Swallowing his pride as the eldest son of the Zimmerman family, Vince pleaded in a low, desperate voice, “Timothy, please, just tell me. Even if you won’t do it for me, do it for my mother—she’s bedridden, barely holding on. Please?”

Timothy pressed his lips together, silent.

Vince’s heart ached.

So did Timothy’s.

But there was no turning back for him now.

“My mother always treated you well, didn’t she? Your mom passed away early, and Salome loved having you around. She even asked my mom to treat you as her own son. When you were sick, when you got hurt, my mother took care of you—did you forget all of that?”

He hadn’t forgotten. Not at all.

That was exactly why Timothy respected Vince, why he tolerated so much.

Still, Timothy said nothing.

He’d already prepared himself for this moment.

This was the only way he could bring Jessica back into his life.

Once everything settled, he would come and confess in person.

But for now, he needed to make their marriage public—everyone had to know that Jessica was his wife.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t want a divorce.”

Vince saw he was getting nowhere. His anger boiled over.

After twenty years searching for his lost sister, he’d finally found out she was alive—yet Timothy refused to say a word.

It was the kind of hope that hovered just out of reach, so close you could almost touch it, but no matter how hard you tried, it stayed beyond your grasp.

It was suffocating. Maddening.

And the one standing in his way was Timothy—someone he trusted.

In the end, Vince couldn’t hold back; he beat Timothy mercilessly.

He even had his men drag Timothy out of the country.

Through it all, Timothy never fought back.

If this kept up, he’d be beaten to death.

Secretary Allen, out of options, rushed into the house, shouting, “Madam! Is Madam here?”

Jessica and Larkin were both resting, startled awake by the commotion. As they hurried out of their rooms, Secretary Allen dashed to Jessica’s side. “Madam, please, you have to stop Mr. Zimmerman. If he keeps going, someone’s going to die!”

Jessica and Larkin ran outside, finding Vince wild with rage, pinning Timothy to the ground.

“I swear I could kill you right now! Are you going to talk or not?”

Timothy still refused to speak.

Vince’s fist came down. Timothy’s head snapped to the side, and he spat out blood.

Jessica saw Timothy’s face, swollen and bruised, and realized that if this continued, his broken leg would only get worse.

Vince would be responsible for that!