Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 10

"Sir, I've tried messaging Mrs. Lawson but she hasn't replied. I called her phone- she's getting the calls, but no one's picking up. She's been missing for 24 hours now. Should I call the police?"

Mabel's voice trembled with concern.

She still hadn't come home...

"Mr. Lawson, the meeting's about to start," Secretary Allen reminded him quietly from the side.

Timothy barely looked up as he replied into the phone, "She's only been gone a day. No need to make a fuss."

"Sir, I'm not overreacting. It's just that Mrs. Lawson has never been away from home for this long before."

Standing, Timothy gathered his meeting files with one hand, his tone casual. "Henry is home. Where else could she possibly go? She'll be back soon enough."

With that, Timothy hung up the phone.

"Sir-"

The call ended abruptly, leaving Mabel staring helplessly at her phone, the dial tone echoing her worry.

At noon, Sheila had lunch delivered from The Silverthread Eatery, making a special trip to drop it off at Henry's school.

Henry's teacher, saying his mother was here to bring him

his mom had come, Henry's

cooking and sprinted out of

the guard saw his mother and realized she couldn't speak, word would spread, and he'd

like that, his excitement for his

mom had a voice as gentle as Miss Sheila's how wonderful that

turned, ready to head back

him

Lawson;

gates and

warm smile, approaching

up. He was about to call out "Miss Sheila," but hesitated he didn't want anyone to overhear. So many people

run to her side, whispering, "Miss Sheila, why are

I felt bad, so I ordered lunch for you from

his hair

asked tentatively, "Miss

tomorrow and the day after," she replied with a gentle smile, "but

"Why not?"

tomorrow, I'll be leaving for Oakwood-I'm attending a comic convention there, and after that, I'll be