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.

up. At other times, he'd say what he needed right then and there-no need for a message, just a command, a notice of what she

one of those times: as soon as he finished speaking,

screen: the caller ID

used Sheila's phone for

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

that Jessica caught the faint, elegant scent of perfume on his clothes-the same Chanel fragrance Sheila

meant Henry had spent the morning cuddled up

and suddenly felt he was a stranger. Six years of motherhood, and she'd been replaced

she supposed to

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

"Mom?"

frowned in confusion. "Can't you hear

course she could

Instead, she held out

had stained

just your left hand. You can still use your right to book the tickets

felt her heart go cold-utterly, completely

word, she left Henry

cradled her injured hand, palm up, heading for the medicine