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On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 79

Jessica remained in the bathroom for a long time, the damp spots on her clothes from bathing Amy turning cold against her skin. When the pain in her ankle subsided to a dull throb, she limped back to her room.

She searched everywhere but couldn’t find any ointment. She went downstairs, but the main first-aid kit was empty too. Finally, she resorted to a delivery app, found a nearby pharmacy, and paid an extra fee for an urgent delivery.

Half an hour later, the driver called, lost.

“Mrs. Smith, the location you sent is wrong. Where am I? Can you come out and meet me?”

“I can’t, I’ve hurt my foot.”

“Mrs. Smith, all these houses look the same. I’m just driving in circles.”

“…Alright, fine. Give me a minute.”

Jessica had no choice. She slipped on her shoes and hobbled outside, phone in hand. She moved slowly, but the driver kept calling, impatiently urging her to hurry. She was already planning the one-star review she was going to leave him.

When they finally met, the driver started complaining. “Ma’am, your place is impossible to find. If I’d known it would take this long, I never would have accepted the order. Look, to make up for my wasted time, how about you send me a hundred bucks?”

Jessica stared at him.

He rubbed his hands together. “I know you people who live here are loaded. A hundred is nothing to you. Come on, take pity on me for driving all over the place.”

His eyes fell on the dark, metallic object in George’s hand, and his legs turned to jelly. He dropped to his knees. “Please, I swear I’m broke! I’m just a poor schmuck, please let me go!”

George holstered his weapon. His voice was as dark as the night around them. “Apologize.”

The man immediately slammed his forehead to the ground. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

George frowned. “Apologize to her.”

The driver froze, then realization dawned. They were together. He had messed with the wrong people. He scrambled around on his knees to face Jessica. “Mrs. Smith, I’m so sorry! I was wrong! Everything I said, just forget it, I was talking trash, please!

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