Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 25

Timothy walked over, concern etched on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Timothy, talk to Henry for me, will you? I really have to go back home."

Sheila looked pale and anxious.

Timothy's voice grew gentle. "Is this about the news today?"

"Timothy, we..." Sheila turned away, struggling for words. "I don't want to be a burden to you anymore. My father just called-he's arranged a marriage for me. He wants me to come home and meet the man."

"Miss Sheila, please don't leave, okay? My teacher recommended me for the children's arts competition, and I want you there with me..."

Henry clung to Sheila's hand, his voice trembling with tears.

Sheila's eyes filled with tenderness. She knelt down and gently wiped away Henry's tears.

"Henry, it's not that I don't want to be there for you. I've already delayed my trip for days. Your great-grandfather keeps urging me to come back. But if I get the chance, I promise I'll visit again, alright?"

Henry turned hopefully toward Timothy.

mom. If I go to the competition with someone else, everyone's going to ask questions. I don't want them to find out that

she knew you felt this way, it would break her heart. If you really don't want

said, "Sheila, since Henry needs you, why don't you stay a little longer? Jessica can't speak, and now that

"But..."

"I really don't

of her suitcase and, without a word,

Henry hurried

family because of me. You know

the suitcase down and looked at

me. Things aren't like they were seven

skipped

Was he saying...?

says you can stay. Please, don't leave

then finally relented. "Alright. I'll stay

to step out for

house, but a moment later returned and went into the master bedroom. From his

on the second-floor balcony, watching as Timothy's Bentley glided down the driveway,

Three hours later.