Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Back when they used to have dinner together, Jessica's mother would always peel the shrimp and place them in her father's bowl.

Tonight, as Jessica quietly offered Timothy the plate of shrimp, inviting him to peel them for her, he found himself oddly pleased.

Suddenly, Sheila set down her fork and said, "Timothy, I'm finished eating. I'll head home now."

Timothy just nodded lightly.

But before Sheila could leave, Henry grabbed her hand, his voice plaintive: "Miss Sheila, you promised you'd stay with me until I fell asleep tonight."

Jessica put down her fork and signed to Sheila, "Grown-ups shouldn't break promises to kids. Miss Howard, you should stay."

Timothy frowned slightly. Hasn't she always disliked Sheila staying here? Had she changed her mind? Was she ready to go back to the way things were?

This was the first time Jessica had ever spoken to Sheila on her own accord. Sheila, curious about Jessica's sudden change, decided to stay and find out what was going on.

"Alright then, I'll go play with Henry for a bit," she agreed.

Henry beamed and tugged Sheila upstairs.

up a shrimp, about to peel it, when Jessica signed, "I'm done too,

stood up and left the dining

her bag, picked up fresh clothes, and locked herself in

screen was filled with unread

from Vince Zimmerman, asking if she

Ines had been feeling guilty and

rest were

honestly don't need to worry about The Wheeler Group... If you're thinking about giving up your future just because you're afraid you'll drag them down,

decided I'll cut ties with my family. Tomorrow, I'll

the house, just tell me. No matter

Mute, please

clutched her

known Herbert since

passed away, her father abandoned her and

home too; his mother had him out

and beaten by Mrs. Reynolds,