Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"This is..."

Mabel hesitated, clearly at a loss.

But Henry's face was set in a stubborn frown, his eyes shimmering with hurt. It tugged at her heartstrings-he was probably just craving his mother's home cooking.

"Alright, I'll call Mrs. Lawson."

She dialed Jessica's number, but the phone was switched off.

Lowering her voice, Mabel said gently, "Mrs. Lawson's phone is off, Master Henry. Why don't you eat a little something for now? When she returns, I promise I'll persuade her to cook something special for you, okay?"

Henry's disappointment only deepened.

Whenever he was sick before, his mom would be at his side day and night. Now, he hadn't even been discharged, and she hadn't come to the hospital, hadn't made him anything to eat and now her phone was off, too.

What kind of mother was she being?

Unwilling to give up, Henry used his smartwatch to call Jessica himself. When all he got was the automated message that the phone was off, his tears spilled over.

frantic. After all, this was the cherished young master of the Lawson family—if he cried like this, she'd have a lot to

set down the lunchbox and

Henry tried

to hear Henry's sobs on the other end. Alarmed and worried, she asked, "Henry, sweetheart, what's wrong? Why are you crying like

come to see me at

dissolved into broken

cry. Maybe your mom just forgot to charge her phone. Is there anyone

But... I don't want Mabel." Henry's voice was small, still

don't cry. I'll come keep you company, okay? I'm in Capital City right now, so I'll catch the earliest flight. It'll take me about three hours, but I'll be there

me," he sniffled,

so sweet to me how could I not come? Don't be sad, I'm

ended the call, closed her laptop, and pulled out her suitcase. Leaving a note on the table, she headed out while

Mabel told Secretary Allen about Henry wanting to see Mrs. Lawson and that her phone was off, asking him to find a way to

reported the news to

brow furrowed. He'd bought her a new phone and kept her