Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 61

Jessica never knew that falling in love with someone could be inherited.

"What? You said Dad went with you? Oh no, why didn't you take me? Why did you leave me at home alone? I want to go too..."

Jessica had just picked up the scissors. The moment she squeezed the handles, she accidentally snipped her own finger.

A bright bead of blood welled up instantly, vivid and red.

She stared at her bleeding fingertip, eyes empty, her mind blank.

She sat there in a daze for several minutes before Henry came over again.

"Mom, Dad wants to talk to you."

Henry switched his smartwatch to speaker mode.

Timothy's low, slightly hoarse voice crackled from the tiny speaker.

"Jessica, Henry wants to come to Aetherion. Book a flight to Marisbright and bring him over. We're getting married, and you still haven't met my grandfather. Take this chance to visit him."

Jessica couldn't respond; the smartwatch didn't allow for it.

he'd say what he needed right then and there-no need for a message, just a command, a

those times: as soon as he finished

glanced at the screen: the caller

phone for

to Jessica, practically bouncing with excitement. "Mom, can you book the tickets now? After

Jessica caught the faint, elegant scent of perfume on his clothes-the same

which meant Henry had spent the morning cuddled

looked at her son's beaming face and suddenly felt he was a stranger. Six years of motherhood, and she'd been replaced

supposed to

finger was still bleeding, exposed in plain sight, but Henry didn't seem to

"Mom?"

he frowned in confusion. "Can't you hear

course she could hear

held out her injured hand, showing him the bloody

had stained her entire

left hand. You can still use your

heart go cold-utterly, completely

a word, she left Henry and walked

hand, palm up, heading