Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 229

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.

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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 tin years, she actually wanted to speak again.

It was the first tHerbert 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.

Jessica signed quickly at the screen, "Why are you askingthis all of a sudden?"

Herbert had spent seven years developing a treatment for aphasia, all because of Jessica. But now she was

married, and he worried the truth would weigh on her, so he hedged, "I've got good news. A doctor friend of

mine overseas has spent the past seven years researching a treatment for acquired aphasia. It just passed

clinical trials. All fifty patients involved can speak again. Jessica, telldo you want your voice back?"

She did. She really did. But confronted with her biggest flaw, Jessica couldn't help feeling a pang of anxiety.

Herbert saw her hesitation and understood. After all, so many years had passed. When she was younger, her

grandmother had taken her all over the country, seeking a cure. Jessica had probably stopped believing in

miracles a long tago.

Thinking of this, Herbert lowered his voice, trying to encourage her. "I know what happened with your

grandmother hit you hard. But have you ever thought about what she wanted most? She wanted you to be

healed. | know she's gone now, but if you could stand at her grave and call out to her-Grandma'-don't you think

she'd hear you, wherever she is? Little Mute, will you give yourself a chance?"

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All he needed was a nod.

But Jessica didn't answer directly. Instead, she signed, "Is everything with the Wheeler family settled?"

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

Mrs. Reynolds had already cto 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. | take

responsibility for my own choices. Timothy's just trying to keepfrom helping you, but he's the head of a

massive corporation-l doubt he'd stoop to revenge if | 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, | know you're worried about draggingdown, but don't you

have any faith inat all?"