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,

set down the lunchbox and hurried

Henry tried

worried, she asked, "Henry, sweetheart, what's wrong? Why are you crying like this? Did

Sheila..." Henry hiccuped between tears. "My mom... she hasn't come to

dissolved into

just forgot to charge her phone.

don't want Mabel."

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 soon. Can you wait for

to me," he sniffled, immediately calming down at

not come? Don't be sad, I'm booking

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

and that her phone was

the news to Timothy

bought her a new phone and kept her updated on his schedule. Why was she sulking