Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 221

She picked up her phone, surprised to see an incoming video call from Herbert Wheeler.

Ever since that day outside the amusement park, when Timothy had forcibly taken her away from the café, she’d been worried about dragging Herbert into her troubles and hadn’t contacted him since. Herbert, for his part, hadn’t reached out to her, either.

Jessica hesitated for a moment, then accepted the call and propped her phone up on its stand.

As soon as the video connected, Herbert’s cheerful face appeared on the screen. He waved at her with a big, playful grin.

Jessica couldn’t help but smile and wave back.

Herbert’s expression softened into seriousness. “Little Mute,” he said gently, “do you want to speak again?”

She paused, caught off guard.

If Herbert had asked her this before tonight, she would have given a firm no.

But now, her vocal cords had started to respond—there was a faint glimmer of sound, a feeling that speech was almost within reach. Hope filled her chest. For the first time in years, she actually wanted to speak again.

It was the first time Herbert had ever asked her this question. He had a reason: his treatment plan had finally passed clinical trials. Every person who participated in the tests had regained their voice.

He hadn’t told her earlier, afraid she’d get her hopes up only to be disappointed.

If Herbert kept helping her, she worried Timothy would go after his family.

Mrs. Reynolds had already come to see her, asking her not to drag Herbert into any more trouble.

“It’s all fine now,” Herbert replied, waving away her concerns. “There were only a couple of tense days. The Wheeler Group can handle itself. If the Lawsons try anything else, I’ll just step away from the family. I take responsibility for my own choices. Timothy’s just trying to keep me from helping you, but he’s the head of a massive corporation—I doubt he’d stoop to revenge if I left the Wheelers.”

“But…” Jessica’s hands moved anxiously. How could she let Herbert leave his family because of her?

“No buts.” Herbert cut her off firmly. “Little Mute, I know you’re worried about dragging me down, but don’t you have any faith in me at all?”