Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Sheila hurriedly asked Mabel, "Which room is Henry's?"

"This way, please follow me."

Mabel, just a housekeeper, dared not voice her anger about Timothy's behavior. She could only lead Sheila to Henry's room in silence.

Meanwhile, Timothy stepped out onto the balcony and dialed Jessica's number.

Jessica had just settled into bed when her phone lit up with Timothy's name.

Her fingers tensed.

When Timothy heard the call connect, he let out a small sigh of relief.

He waited as the phone rang and rang, but no one picked up. Eventually, the call ended on its own.

A strange heaviness settled in Timothy's chest.

Jessica had never ignored his calls before.

No matter what she was in the middle of, she would always answer when he phoned.

And now, she hadn't come home all day.

Sheila emerged from Henry's room.

over to him. As she reached him, she forced

with

her out there alone. Should we go look for her? Try to

Timothy's mind was blank.

knew about Jessica was that

her favorite food was because he'd once seen her lining up outside Velvet

she must really love those pastries

hour for his assistant to bring back her favorite pastries-only to return

You barely

for the staff. She

that woman would soon take her mistress's place

had slept through most of the day and now found herself

Mabel calling, she hesitated to

tried to reach her earlier,

with Henry, and after much indecision, she'd let

call went through and Jessica still didn't pick up, the housekeeper had no

master... he brought that woman back

the

wanted Jessica to come home and

the past, Jessica might have rushed

she would have tried-after all, her husband and son were her