Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Jessica curled her fingers tightly.

"Of course I'm sure." Henry replied cheerfully, "If I give this to Miss Sheila, I get to see it too. And if Miss Sheila knows it's because of me that she got this piece, maybe she'll like me even more."

The fabric Jessica was holding suddenly slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a dull thud.

Timothy and Henry both turned around.

When Henry saw Jessica, his eyes lit up. He hadn't seen his mother in days, and he missed her. He was about to jump up and run to her, but then he remembered -Mom never seemed too happy that Miss Sheila was living with them. If Mom came back, she'd probably send Miss Sheila away, and then Miss Sheila wouldn't be able to take him to the paper crafts competition.

Part of him wanted his mom to leave again.

So he stayed put on the couch, not moving an inch.

Maybe if he acted cold, Mom would decide to leave.

Jessica bent down and gathered the fabric into her arms. She hadn't expected to find Timothy at home. Neither of them spoke to her, and as she was about to head to her room, Timothy stopped her.

We're going back to the

her homemade chicken soup. It was already late; she wouldn't have time to make it. Jessica tucked the

don't want to

at Henry and said, "Go

back to the manor, Henry obediently trotted off

turned again, Jessica had already slipped into the bedroom. He got up, followed, and

caught her slender wrist and

Their eyes met.

gaze was icy, his brows dusted with a chill.

look at him for even a

flush

because that guy outside gave you some

turned, furious, her eyes red as

had come to this, and yet he blamed

a bitter, humorless

striking-dark, clear, framed with long lashes like sunflowers. In seven years

with warmth. But today, she was truly angry at

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