Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 242

Jessica's hands were full, making conversation impossible.

But Herbert could already guess what she wanted to say.

"Wondering why I'm here?" he asked with a half-smile.

Jessica nodded.

"I came to visit my grandfather's grave, and thought I'd stop by your grandmother's too. I can't even count how many meals she made for me when I was a kid."

Of course, the real reason was to keep Jessica company.

He knew today was the Thanksgiving Day, and Jessica would be here to pay respects to her grandmother and mother.

Herbert reached out, taking the offerings and flowers from Jessica's arms. “Let's do this together."

He loaded the items into the trunk, then opened the car door for her.

practice. She admitted it was still tough—even the

healed much more than before, which is why you're suddenly making some sounds. You'll recover faster than most. All you need is a minor

in years. If her body was

pressed her thumb into her palm-a silent thank

signing, Herbert would have to take his eyes off the road to

all the way to

and Jessica got out and walked together to the

been told simply to pick up Mrs. Lawson and bring her home-nothing more. If he reported that she was visiting the cemetery with another man, President Lawson would probably lose his temper. That would only make work harder for

respects, Secretary Allen

President Lawson asked me to drive you back to

instinctively signed, **Tell him I'm not going

"Mrs. Lawson,

smoothly. "She says to tell

and steered her toward his car, holding the door

Allen quickly caught up, his tone urgent. "Mrs. Lawson, President Lawson was very clear-he wants you

to make things harder for him. She took out her