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.

Mrs. Lawson," Mabel said, her voice growing frantic. After all, this was the cherished young master of the Lawson family—if he cried like this, she'd have a lot

and

Henry tried

she asked, "Henry, sweetheart,

between tears. "My mom... she hasn't come to see me

dissolved into broken

Maybe your mom just forgot to charge her phone. Is there anyone with you at

want Mabel." Henry's

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

so good to me," he sniffled, immediately calming down

our little Henry is always so sweet to me how could I not come? Don't be sad, I'm booking my

call, closed her laptop, and pulled out her suitcase. Leaving a

Mrs. Lawson and that her phone was off, asking him to find a way to

Allen reported the news

a new phone and kept