Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy's face darkened instantly.

Earlier, when Mario's mom had asked Timothy the question, Henry hadn't denied it. With Sheila standing right beside him, he couldn't very well contradict her and embarrass her in public.

But now, Henry had just called Sheila "Mom"-right to her face!

He was getting bolder by the day. No wonder Jessica was so determined to get a divorce—maybe she'd overheard something like this.

Marquis never would have imagined that the youngest Lawson boy was already calling Sheila "Mom." It was ironclad evidence, handed over on a silver platter.

And all because the opposing party was Timothy. Plenty of lawyers were too intimidated to take the case, but if it had been any other client, even a rookie straight out of law school could have won this lawsuit.

The guilty party was flaunting the affair without the slightest attempt to hide it, parading around in public and openly acting like husband and wife.

Marquis made a mental note to get in touch with Mario's mom later. If she agreed to testify, her statement in court would be invaluable.

Inside the crowded room, Timothy had to keep up appearances for Sheila's sake -he didn't want to give anyone more fuel for gossip.

voice low and stern. "Come with me.

be so

the paper-cutting contest had been

and steady. "Go find a seat, Sheila. I need to have

a response, Timothy took Henry by the arm and led

There was no need-if she

days; he'd sort things

look. His voice was cold. "I

puffed out his cheeks, defiant. "She told

sharp, icy. Whenever Timothy scolded him, Henry always felt

remember

"She's the one who never comes home, never cooks for me, doesn't care about me, ignores me! And you-you've been fighting with Grandpa and Aunt Liz because of her. I just wanted to call

had turned their once warm home into utter chaos. He'd put aside work time and time again

your mother. She's your great-aunt. Sure, she's young, and maybe 'great-aunt' feels odd. If you