Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Her darling son was now siding with outsiders to deceive her...

And yet, just a sliver of kindness from Timothy was enough to make her doubt everything she'd believed.

She even caught herself hoping to hear his explanation, longing for him to make it all clear.

But what kind of explanation did she expect, really? He'd taken Sheila on a business trip and they were staying together. What was there left to explain?

She felt utterly useless.

A single gentle word from Timothy, and she crumbled.

If Timothy truly cared about her, why had it taken him seven years to remember her birthday?

Love really was a master illusionist, blinding people to the truth.

Jessica picked up her phone, left the bedroom, and handed it back to Mabel.

Mabel noticed how pale Jessica looked. She wanted to ask if there had been a fight with Mr. Smith, but didn't dare press further. Ever since Sheila had appeared in their lives, the whole house felt tense and on edge.

Jessica typed a message on her phone.

"Mabel, I'm craving those crystal dumplings from Velvet Fork. I'm heading out for a bit."

"Please be safe, ma'am."

ring and set it gently on the

with her except her

she waited for a

The

Little Mute, where

"Why are

through. Hop in-wherever you're

out and opened the passenger door. Jessica

Mute, you still haven't told

so she could rush back to the hospital for Henry, afraid he'd

almost passed

energy had been drained,

fluttered weakly as she

He didn't feel

today anyway. Let me

or three hour

grinned. "What, don't

together and replied, "It's not that. I just don't want to take

I hardly had time to see any family or friends. This is the perfect excuse

nodded silently, letting it