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.

someone right away to look for 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

down the lunchbox and hurried

tried

Alarmed and worried, she asked, "Henry,

"My mom... she hasn't come to see me at the

words dissolved into broken

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

Mabel." Henry's voice

I'll catch the earliest flight. It'll take me about three hours, but I'll be there soon. Can you

he sniffled, immediately calming down at her

I not come? Don't be sad, I'm booking my ticket now. I'll be there

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

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

the

a new phone and kept her updated on his schedule. Why