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.

guard informed Henry's teacher, saying his mother was

had come, Henry's spirits

out of the classroom, eager for

if the guard saw his mother and realized she couldn't speak,

like that, his excitement for his mom's

as gentle as Miss Sheila's how

ready to head

spotted him and opened the gate, letting Sheila

was Mrs. Lawson;

through the gates and spotted

with a bright, warm smile, approaching with a lightness in

He was about to call out "Miss Sheila," but hesitated he didn't

he couldn't help but run to her side, whispering, "Miss Sheila, why are

this morning. I felt bad, so I ordered lunch

his hair

Henry asked tentatively, "Miss Sheila,

and the day after," she replied with a

"Why not?"

a comic convention there, and after that, I'll be heading back home. I only came back early this time to see you