Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 491

He really didn’t have the strength to get up this time.

He was exhausted. Everything hurt.

Ever since the car accident that shattered his leg, he hadn’t been able to get out of bed. Even lying there, he’d barely rested, chasing after Jessica Greene overseas from a hospital room.

Vince Zimmerman had stabbed him once, and just a few days ago, Jessica had done it again.

Now, his back was covered with cuts from the shattered windshield.

He was tough, but even he couldn’t ignore so many wounds. The pain was real—relentless.

Sallie Lawson unwrapped the takeout bag she’d just brought in. “Let me help you eat a little soup, okay?”

He turned away. “I’m not hungry. I told you, you don’t need to worry about me. I just want some peace and quiet.”

Sallie’s tone was stubborn. “You’re my brother. How could I possibly not worry? You’re in the hospital. You have to eat something.”

Just then, Sallie’s phone rang.

It was Phelps Lawson calling.

She answered.

“I told you to come home for a family meeting. We need to talk about Timothy and Jessy’s marriage. Why aren’t you back yet?”

Sallie sighed. “Timothy won’t come home. There’s nothing we can decide without him. Are you planning to drag Jessica back into the Lawson family by force?”

She knew these discussions were pointless.

“I know it’s difficult, but we still need to show we’re making an effort. By the way, where’s Timothy? He won’t answer my calls. He needs to be here for this. The Zimmerman family is demanding a formal statement about the divorce.”

Timothy reached over and took Sallie’s phone, switching it to speaker.

“Grandpa, I don’t want you involved in our business,” he said, his voice low and steady.

Phelps hesitated on the other end. “The Zimmermans want you to make a public statement about the divorce. What do you want to do?”

“Write whatever statement they want. Send it over. Edit it until they’re satisfied.”

Phelps’s voice shook. “Are you really planning to go through with the divorce?”

“Yes.”

Was there any other choice?

If he didn’t, it would destroy her.

He could handle the pain, but there was no reason to drag her down with him.

He’d made mistake after mistake. If he refused to let go now, there’d be nothing left for either of them—only disaster.

“But—”

“There’s no ‘but.’ Whatever the Zimmermans ask for, just give it to them. I’m hanging up.”

Timothy ended the call, his face even paler than before.

Sallie hesitated, searching for words. “Timothy, I went to the Zimmerman house this morning. Because of Jessy, Larkin was furious with me. He even yelled at Henry. Jessy wasn’t home—she went abroad. From what Larkin said, it sounds like she’s really left everything behind… even her son.”

Timothy pressed his lips into a thin line. “If I were her, I might do the same. Go home, Sallie. I’m tired. I need a few days to rest here.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but couldn’t find a single word.

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