Goodbye, Mr. Regret

After all, Mr. Smith and Timothy were still connected by family ties, so abruptly taking someone away inevitably made Mr. Smith worry about how Timothy might feel.

But Jessica was decisive. "No need to consult him. The lawyer is filing for divorce today," she replied without hesitation.

It had to be said, this Voice Emitting Necklace was surprisingly effective. Although it couldn't quite capture the full range of human emotion, it still managed to imitate Jessica's tone well enough.

Mr. Smith could tell Timothy didn't actually want a divorce, but rights in a marriage were equal. Just because Timothy wanted to stay married didn't mean Jessica had to follow his wishes.

Now that Jessica had made her intentions clear, Mr. Smith had nothing left to worry about. If Timothy came looking for answers, Mr. Smith could give him one.

Meanwhile, Timothy arrived at the paper-cutting contest with Sheila and Henry.

"Hey, isn't that Sheila? She's worked on a bunch of animated films. My daughter loves her cartoons!" someone exclaimed.

"Yeah, she uploads short animations on social media all the time. My son follows her channel," another parent chimed in.

"I didn't expect her to be so charming in person-and look at her son, what a handsome kid."

Timothy and Sheila

surrounded by all these admiring glances-everyone noticing Sheila with him he forgot about

mother standing next to him, he'd probably just have been the object of

arrived, though they

helped Henry fill out

found

rascal Henry was clinging tightly to Sheila's

parading

recording videos. He even had

got ready to head backstage-only to run into

mom and dad come with you to the paper-cutting

afternoon. I didn't see Mario—did

cutting. I'm here with his cousin. We're just signing in—don't let

This little brat could be so polite and sweet to his classmate's