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.

she was my 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 my

heart. If you really don't want her to come, your dad or your aunt can go with you.

thought for a moment, then said, "Sheila, since Henry needs you, why don't you stay a little longer? Jessica can't

"But..."

stood up, lips pressed together, struggling. "I really don't want to cause you any more

suitcase and, without a

Henry

please don't start a fight with your family because of me. You

set the suitcase down and looked at her, his gaze

me. Things aren't like they were seven years

skipped a

Was he saying...?

stay. Please, don't leave yet, okay?"

relented. "Alright. I'll

step out

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

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

Three hours later.