On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 278

Lance returned late that night to find Jessica still sitting in the same spot.

“Playing the good mother now, are you?” he sneered. “Where was this concern earlier? If you hadn’t been so cold to her on the phone, would any of this have happened?”

Jessica felt a bone-deep exhaustion settle over her. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. She was too tired to speak, too tired to engage. She would rather let him blame her than find the energy to defend herself.

Her silence only fueled his rage. “Jessica, did you leave your conscience behind in that mental hospital? You can divorce me, you can leave me, but she is your daughter. How could you be so heartless?”

He stood over her, his shadow cast by the harsh hospital lights engulfing her completely. “Do you even deserve to be a mother?”

She silently wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. Still, she said nothing.

Suddenly, he dropped to one knee, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her violently. “Are you mute?” he roared.

“Let her go.”

A low, deep voice cut through the air from behind them. Lance recognized it instantly but didn’t release his grip. Instead, he twisted his head to glare at Anthony George.

A smile, more painful than tears, touched her lips. “The surgery was a success. They said if she wakes up before eight tomorrow morning, she should be fine. We don’t need Dr. White for now. But thank you, George.”

“You need to rest,” he said patiently. “You’ll be with her tomorrow, so you need your strength tonight. I’ll watch over her. I’ve booked you a room at the hotel across the street. If anything happens, you can be here in three minutes. Okay?”

She shook her head.

“If you don’t rest, you’ll collapse tomorrow,” he insisted. “Do you want to give someone else an opening? Do as I say.”