Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 92

Mabel hurried to open the door.

Someone had come to the house.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Timothy Lawson's residence?"

"Yes, it is. Can I help you?"

Whenever someone visited, it was always Mabel who greeted them at the door; Jessica didn't speak, so she couldn't handle guests.

"We're from The Silverthread Eatery. Mr. Lawson ordered a birthday dinner for Mrs. Lawson through our restaurant. He wasn't able to make it to the restaurant tonight, so he asked us to deliver the meal to your home so Mrs. Lawson could enjoy it here."

Mabel could barely contain her excitement. "Please, come in!"

"And these flowers-Mr. Lawson had them delivered to our restaurant earlier today, so we're bringing them along. Could you please give them to Mrs. Lawson?"

Jessica watched as Mabel, clutching a beautiful bouquet, hurried toward her.

"Ma'am, Mr. Lawson ordered you a special birthday dinner, and he got you these flowers too. Aren't they just gorgeous?"

Jessica stared at the vibrant bouquet of fresh peonies, momentarily caught off guard.

"Here you go, take them," Mabel urged, beaming. Jessica, still a little dazed, reached out and accepted the flowers.

Once the dinner was arranged on the table, the staff from The Silverthread Eatery took their leave.

Mabel turned and added, "Ma'am, it shows that

sweet scent of the blossoms and

Mrs. Lawson

It was his handwriting.

Jessica stood there, stunned.

right. Maybe Timothy still

it away and replaced it with a voice-emitting ring. When she didn't come home,

to the dining table and gazed at

she'd always

truly indifferent to her—he was just

wanted to dine at The Silverthread

ready to give

were

a few days. When he returned, she'd take another honest look at their marriage—at what

her seat at the table, and began to

lit up with

at the hospital all day. Can you

nurse on duty, she probably wouldn't run into any of

She decided to go.

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